stand out, fit in

Remi finds himself laughing immediately, the awkwardness disappearing as he ruffled a hand through his curls offering Rex a wry smile. "In Northaven, I was never allowed to...be with who I wanted. Trust me, I have had more than my fair share of..ahhh.." Clearing his throat with a boyish grin, he shrugged. "..dealing with it." So saying the alchemist nudged Rex's shoulder affectionately, relieved that the burning heat that her body previously ignited in his was gone, and stood. Stretching his arms out, to relieve tension much as anything else, Remi turned around and grinned at Rex. "Ready?" He asked with a bright grin. Feathers appeared on his arms and in his curls. "All of what I am is now available to you, so you will have to focus. Think of the hawk. Of wings and soaring. You will feel it in you." REMI Traded my soul to free my mind, "can I go back to being blind?" I ask myself one too many times