what have I done

Like the good patient he tried to be while under Isla's careful fingers, Remi endured her brief examination. He couldn't see his wound, but given that she appeared satisfied with it he allowed himself to exhale and nod. Glancing up, Remi offered the medic a frowny-sort of smile and nodded. "What made you decide to go? Why now? Also—" Sitting up straighter, a strange sort of smile came across the alchemist's face. "Not long ago another ascended had to—" Gently Remi gestured towards his neck. "Afterwards he was able to recreate one of my powers. Do you think you can do that as well?" REMI What have I become? My sweetest friend—Everyone I know goes away in the end If I could start again, a million miles away, I would keep myself. I would find a way