On this winter's night with you

One of Remi's hands curled distractedly into Sam's hair as his head rested against the alchemist's chest. Placing his chin on the top of Sam's head Remi closed his eyes, nodding at the offered condolence, though they both knew that it helped little.  She was another piece of home that hadn't adapted fast enough to this place, and now she was just...just gone. The implication of Sam's words made something icy encircle Remi's heart. Gazing down with earnest fear and the precepts of heartbreak, the alchemist's pale eyes searched Sam's own, as if trying to find therein the answers to the questions he couldn't ask. Was this worth it? Would it last? Could he ever be what Sam needed? Would the bookmaker break his heart? Or would Remi break his? "I am glad you are here." Remi whispered, resting his head against Sam's and curling his arms around the bookmaker. His...his...Remi closed his eyes as his throat similarly closed. He couldn't put a word to it, not with thoughts of Loren floating so close to the surface. Not while the hope the librarian might still one day return not totally doused. R E M I I followed your ashes into outer space