Heads on a science apart

ludo Braved the forests, braved the stone Braved the icy winds and fire Braved and beat them on my own Considering that Ludo didn't have much of a shape beyond the drifting bundle of rags that occasionally might have had legs, it gave as much of a shrug as one could reasonably imagine. "Probably," it said as though it didn't think that mattered so much. It was unlike its fellows - Safrin, especially - but that didn't make it any less capable. Ludo waited patiently, eagerly almost, as Remi seemed to seriously consider its suggestion, and it let out an undignified snort and swathed itself around him when he finally did respond. The masked face would hover just over Remi's shoulder, tendrils of fabric helping to brush some of the snow away. "Because you didn't die the first time, in the Woodlands. That always works, but it didn't with you." Whether good or bad, it definitely appeared that Ludo had taken an interest in the alchemist. "If you won't die today, then, I would at least like one of your memories, please. I will exchange something for it in return, if you like. Name your price."