Shoot The Messenger

yes other hearts were broken & other dreams ran dry

but our golden ones sail on and on

"They could gather all they liked." Remi growled in response, his fingernails lengthening into claws at the mere thought of any harm befalling the bookmaker. "You have seen what I can become now." He reminded the ascended, Sam having been there when Remi became a manticore for the first time. "We could hide among the clouds, if necessary." Remi added with a touch of lightness.

The alchemist sighed softly and shook his head. A better man than most? Hardly. He'd lost his memories of the bookmaker which partially contributed to their downfall. More recently, Remi had all but torn the man's door down in the middle of the night such that he feared to even have the conversation they now were.

"And I think your views of yourself cloud your vision, Sam." He countered softly. "You are much more than you give yourself credit for, and mean more to your friends than I think you know."

Remi

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