[SEASONAL EVENT] empty chairs at empty tables

Remi nodded and the odd little group walked on into the night. Conversational by nature, Remi knew well enough when silence was the most appropriate. Under his breath he began to hum something from his childhood. He didn't remember the words, most were in another language anyhow, and so he merely inserted made-up sounds that seemed to fit the rising and falling of the melody. His voice wasn't exceptional by any means, but not bad either, and it was enough to help keep his mind off of just what it was they were going to do, even though his thoughts inevitably returned to it. "Ronin..." Remi said a bit thoughtfully as he glanced over towards his new house-mate. "When we were at the glade with Safrin .. she mentioned something about Vanya and something she was meant to drink?" remi Don't pretend it's such a mystery Think about the place where you first met me