drifted down the deepening cool

aúsi, nos paramas // & still we stand

"No of course not, because most of our conversations are about you. All the things happening in my life are always too hard for you to bear." That said, he wasn't entirely sure he needed to tell Sam, oh, you know the time you slapped me and called me a whore? Not actually my favourite.

"Glad to see you've caught up." The alchemist agreed. Because while in fact he did still care about Sam far, far more than he did want to (because gods it would be easier if he didn't), he was done with hurting at the hands of the bookmaker. Given Sam's recent stunt on the beach, the letter, and now his not-relationship with Loren, it was clear that Sam would always value himself above the alchemist.

"But don't fret Sam. Just ask the Voice to wipe me clean from your memory and then you won't have to worry about it. How did you describe it last time? Being a burden? Maybe you and Loren can make a date out of it and then you'll both leave me alone." The words were bitterly said, and in the darkness Remi was relieved to know that the anger and upset that coloured his cheeks and threatened to moisten his eyes couldn't be seen. That Sam was an ascended and could of course, was forgotten.

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