we can't make any promises now

The tears surprised Remi perhaps even more than Loren's presence did. The alchemist was told how horribly the Launceleyn had treated him, how his proclamations of love had gone ignored entirely, how the man had forced him into decisions he hadn't been ready to make. Through the lenses of Vai, Ronin, and Ianto, the librarian had been painted as a man undeserving of the alchemist's affections, who kept the commoner at quite a distance, tugging him close only when it suited him. And, given that Loren had disappeared from him, and all of them, with no evidence to the contrary, Remi was more or less inclined to believe the testimony of his friends. The tears though.. "I do not remember you—" Remi said, the words rushed as Loren turned to leave. His frown was deep now, and far away somewhere, Ronin would feel Remi's heart stutter anxiously. "Ludo took the memories of..." Like a needlepoint in his heart, pain freckled through in small thorn-like doses of uncomfortable precision. "...all those I loved." Samuel. Ianto. Loren. "I do not remember anything." He added in something only a pulse above a whisper as yet more feathers adorned his curls. REMI Loving you was sunshine, but then it poured & I lost so much more than my senses 'Cause loving you had consequences