I'm not a kid but I'm still young

Shockingly after Remi and Ronin had their fumbled encounter in the kitchen, everything was just sort of fixed between the two. The awkwardness was gone, their easy and brotherly camaraderie back, and the strange sexual tension between them abated (whether temporarily or forever, Remi couldn't say). But it did make one thing terribly clear to the alchemist: he didn't want to have his heart broken again. Which meant he needed to have a talk with Sam. From what little he remembered of the bookmaker and all that he'd been told, he was fairly certain that Sam was not the take things casual type. And, given that he was the one who had caused Remi so much pain, the alchemist was unsure if the two of them could ever be casual anyways. There was simply too much there, to much lurking beneath a surface that neither of them could reach. They could skate along merrily enough for a time perhaps, but it would always be there, one fall away. Remi could never again hear an I love you from the bookmaker and not remember what it was he had done with that love the last time. But still he couldn't quite let things go just like that, and so, feeling strangely nervous, he knocked on Sam's door. Яemi But now it's happily ever never. I guess now I know better