trained to get along

Remi Abruzzo
& all we are is skin and bone trained to get along

I am sorry to hear it. The alchemist said with an accompanying pulse of sincerity. Before...when she first ascended to power, I thought that there wasn’t any change of her hurting any children. I thought if nothing else that Aoife would be safe. She seemed...so caring when it came to the young. I was proved quite wrong. I had held out hope that perhaps the same could not be said for her own kin.. So saying, Remi pulsed a note of weary sadness along with the mental words as he silently shook his head.

Raising a curious brow, the alchemist exhaled a long note through his nose. We speak….but not in any sort of official capacity Remi said with a shake of his head. Concered? Of what? Loren hadn’t been given the task, and the alchemist couldn’t help but feel a prickle o defensiveness at having been immediately called out on his decision (or lack thereof).

”Yes.” The alchemist repeated out loud and forcefully. For almost his entire life, Remi had been doing just that. He’d never reciprocated, never advanced, never retaliated. ”It is not weakness not to retaliate.” He said simply, sea-glass eyes regarding the smaller creature before him. If anything, now Remi was in a position that was more privileged than more. For who, apart from Jigano’s new dragon form, could possibly stand against a manticore? Though there was strength too in simply letting things be, to letting mistakes be made, to standing down.

Or at least..Remi thought so.

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