the waters are sleeping

i've seen fire & i've seen rain.
i've seen sunny days that i thought would never end

"We already have. When Ronin and I first arrived we were assaulted almost instantly...those sort of attacks have decreased significantly." Remi replied with a dark and predatory smirk. "Torchline is known for a certain roughness, and I'd not take that from them. But rampant sexual assault? Well, that's no longer tolerated." Ruffling a hand through his curls, the Alchemist tossed yet more bread into the waters. "Sunjata, Ronin and I are working on ways to help those who struggler so that thievery isn't their only means of survival as well."

Remi shakes his head no, at that. "No it doesn't. Deepfrost hardly even happens here." He chuckles. 'I've heard Halo is going to take those from the Grounds during LongNight." He says with a raise of his brow. "I think I'd rather endure one week of staying inside, than an entire season in that wintery hell." Remi doesn't bother to hide his bitterness, though it's far less targeted now than it once was.

"I can't...ahh, that is, I can't send anything back to you." He says of the bond, tapping his temple slightly and offering her an apologetic shrug so that she doesn't think he's simply disregarding her.

"A new adventure eh? So long as you aren't bringing me for luck. Last adventure I was on resulted in Maea's death, as you probably know."