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Remi too glanced towards Sam, wondering if the ascended would come closer or not. Sam had looked sufficiently nauseated to see Remi in bandages, much less to see the full extent of the wounds he'd sustained. The alchemist did his best not to flinch away as Phoebe's gentle and skilled hands placed the salve on his wounded and mending skin, but the pain was immediate and it grated against seemingly every nerve in his body. Clenching his teeth together, Remi twisted his head against his arm, closing his eyes and doing his best to concentrate on his breathing to try and make it through the agonizing waves of pain that her fingers coaxed in him. Feathers appeared in his hair while claws and thick pads appeared on his feet. In moments of high mental strain it was hard to keep himself entirely together, though this weird anamorph was still a nicer sight than his ribs surely were. Sighing with a dizzying relief as Phoebe finished, Remi offered her a weak but playful smile. "I will do my absolute best." He added, flashing her a grin. remi I always forget that you can't read my mind