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"Just as long as you do not enjoy it too much." Remi added, keenly feeling the loss of not being able to see the smile that he thought he heard. "No, no." The alchemist interrupted, his fingers now rolling beneath Ronin's to properly take hold of the ex-captain's hand as he uselessly shook his head. 'You had no way of knowing, no one did.' The thing was, Remi did have one of those devices with him, the ones he'd create for he and Isla. Only now it was Samuel who had the other half. It wasn't that Remi didn't trust the bookmaker, only...being tended to by him seemed like a very bad idea indeed. Lucky for him Zariah and Amalia had shown up instead. Letting his head fall, Remi nodded despite the whirlwind of thoughts ablur behind his blind eyes. It was a continually echo of blind, blind, bliiiiiiind, and despite the fact that he was now nodding like a lunatic, nothing seemed to silence it. A painful tear slid from what was his 'good' eye, as laughable as that was, and Remi hissed in a breath over his teeth, holding it and letting his chest expand. "Right...okay." He mumbled after a moment, letting the air out in a deflated wooosh. Stepping forward Isla gently nudged Ronin's shoulder and appeared to say something to Remi. Swallowing, Remi cleared his throat. "Isla would like you to hold my head still so that I do not jump and impale myself on her horn." remi Come on skinny love just last the year Pour a little salt we were never here