we can't make any promises now

While Loren might have been fate's bitch, the alchemist was fully at the mercy of the gods of Caido. Both Ludo and Frey had jointly demolished all memory and feeling of and for the Launceleyn, as though the endless days that had passed with Loren's name on Remi's lips and hope like ever present thorn in his heart, had been nothing. The duke was Remi's first love after all, and once upon a time the boyish alchemist would have been naive enough to think that not even a god could take that away. And though they had, it was Loren's untimely disappearance just when Remi had needed him the most that had properly crushed all of his bright might-have-beens. And so it was that as Remi did gods knew what in his shop, he had no sense of the foreboding that Loren did as he stood just outside of the door. "It is open—" The alchemist called out hearing the rap against the door. Should the Launceleyn find the courage to open it, a cheery bell would tinkle overhead announcing his presence. As the shop had once, when Loren had come to Remi heart in hand and then cock in mouth, the workshop was a charming explosion of ordered chaos. Sunlight filtered in through the windows illuminating any number of projects that Remi was working on. Telescopes that Loren might recognize from days and days passed, as well as other strange creations in various stages of completion lined the various shelves, all of which would inevitably bring Loren to the back of the shop where Remi sat. Back turned and hunched over, Remi had his tongue sticking out of the side of his mouth as he fiddled meticulously with an assortment of gears and springs. Using both magic and manual means, cogs floated around his head as he tried desperately to insert something into a chamber with little luck. Giving up with a gently amused sigh, Remi ran his forearm across his eyes before spinning about on a stool to face the librarian. Only just as he hadn't been at the meeting, Remi was far from the man Loren had last met in this place. From awkward, athletic, and boyish, Remi had amassed an impressive physique along with his magical abilities. Perhaps the most striking change though was the shattering of his eyes. Once the colour of seafoam green, now they were far too pale. Just as gentle, but with the milky foam-coating of the blind. Still, that wasn't to say the alchemist couldn't see, as evidenced by how easily he moved and focused on the man before him. REMI Loving you was sunshine, but then it poured & I lost so much more than my senses 'Cause loving you had consequences