Fix This (Me)

Remi nodded thoughtfully. "Mmhmm, certainly. We could ask Vai as well. With all the people who come through the Rathskeller, if there's been word of someone looking to change, she would probably know." As Sam rose, Remi remained where he was, raising a brow up at the bookmaker as he stretched. The white of his hip showed as his hands raised, and Remi couldn't help but trace the curve of the bone there, his finger halted by the top of Sam's pants. Sam's question made him pause, and Remi let his hand fall into his lap as he easily rose from where he was. Rubbing his hands up and down his arms, the alchemist shrugged. "I... I do not know. Only because where I came from, I already made my choice about what and who I am. A shapechanger, or...attuned here. That is what I was. I never wanted or asked to be more than that. To have the ability to just ... maybe decide again? I.." Stumbling through his explanation, Remi eventually just stopped and shrugged. "I do not know I would have the courage to change who I am again." remi Too long till I drown in your hands