into the wild again

remi “Do you?” Remi replied with an immediate grin on his dark lips. Chittering in Ronin’s ear, Remi huffed gently into the guildemasters ear. “I see you’ve already got your defence worked out for when Isla inevitably notices that I am gone.” He chuckled. Despite what a terrible idea this obviously was, Remi had absolutely no intention of heading back now. Not only had he felt beyond caged in the infirmary, Ronin’s friendship truly did afford him the opportunity to just be himself. No one knew Loren like Ronin did, and for some reason that mattered to Remi, as if understanding the librarian was somehow integral to understanding th alchemist. That was absurd of course, but unlike everyone else in Remi’s life, Ronin was exactly what Remi needed right now. “Enjoying this? You mean being half-transformed into a raccoon, bandaged and wounded riding around the ex-captain of the settlement in the middle of the night, to find an enchanted fish because a goddess said so?” Remi’s grin was palpable. “Of course I am.” It wouldn’t take Remi’s nose to detect the burnt section ahead. There was blackened stones and trees that, despite the cold, had seemingly been charred from the inside out leaving black charcoal and ash covering the ground.