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remi Took a fall from a windy height, I only knew how to hold on tight & pray for love enough to last all night "Never again, if I can help it." Remi said with sudden seriousness. And he meant it too; he'd had a life of secrecy back in Northaven. If there was one thing he'd refuse to compromise on now, it was this. It was Ronin. "Well, do not get too comfortable there." The alchemist added with a smirk, revelling a moment in the way his stomach flopped as the hunter's fingers tightened around his own. Rolling his eyes and huffing with mock exasperation, Remi shook his head. "I am going to pretend that it was because you were so blissfully distracted that you do not remember telling me to pretend you had made a joke about romance and the first date, on what was presumably our first date." Shrugging his shoulders and shooting the hunter a boyish grin, Remi leaned his shoulder playfully against Ronin's, but left it there. "But this can be our first date if you like. Or not I suppose. I do not think it much matters at this point."