flew me to places I'd never been

i've got a river for a soul

"No, it is alright." The alchemist replied softly, ruffling away some of the feathers with distracted fingers.

"Sure." Looking at the amulet, Remi's lips twitched vaguely as he considered reaching for it. Not wanting to risk touching Loren's hand, instead the alchemist merely focused his will upon it. A sparkly sort of aura-like light moved from his fingertips, radiating with opalescent colours, before seemingly sinking down into the amulet. "There. Hopefully you can create a compelling enough illusion with it."