if you make it all wrong then i'll make it all right
Instead of answering, Remi merely laughs with sunny joy, shrugging his shoulders. "It...started with Ronin actually. One moment everything was dark, and then I could see him." Just the recollection of the moment made the alchemist's heart flutter in his chest and nervous-excitement to clog his throat. "Then other things, too. People are easiest to see, ones that I know well. Here—" Looking around the bakery where everything was still swathed in a cloak of black, he turned back to Amalia with a grin. "It looks like it is all in shadow. But at least I can move around for the most part without knocking into things constantly."
With a soft look of concern, the alchemist notes the way Amalia's body language closes to him and he can feel his heart crumbling at the picture before him. "And the Spire?" The alchemist prompts, his brows raising softly as his too-pale eyes widen ever so slightly. "Ronin told me what he saw at the beginning, and then Vai later..."
With a soft look of concern, the alchemist notes the way Amalia's body language closes to him and he can feel his heart crumbling at the picture before him. "And the Spire?" The alchemist prompts, his brows raising softly as his too-pale eyes widen ever so slightly. "Ronin told me what he saw at the beginning, and then Vai later..."
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
