REMI
Though Gideon's words were likely supposed to be validating, Remi felt himself pause slightly to hear them, as if the praise was cheapened somehow by Remi's not-quite-certain view of the man speaking. Nodding stiffly and offering Gideon an appreciative smile, Remi continues to...guard? loiter? stand around? as he had been doing.
Hearing that Gideon had been trying to stock-pile fluid brings no indication of judgement or distaste to Remi's expression as he turns his head to listen. "If only spirits could be reasoned with." He murmurs with a bit of a frown. Had the Priest been capable of receiving pulses of affirmation through the attuned bond, he would have just then. Instead, the alchemist can only offer a smile that aims to be understanding.
"Let me—" Remi offers, feeling useless and clumsy just standing around. If Gideon would allow, he'd reach forward to pull the crystal out of the wall.
Hearing that Gideon had been trying to stock-pile fluid brings no indication of judgement or distaste to Remi's expression as he turns his head to listen. "If only spirits could be reasoned with." He murmurs with a bit of a frown. Had the Priest been capable of receiving pulses of affirmation through the attuned bond, he would have just then. Instead, the alchemist can only offer a smile that aims to be understanding.
"Let me—" Remi offers, feeling useless and clumsy just standing around. If Gideon would allow, he'd reach forward to pull the crystal out of the wall.
Who are you? They ask. Death?
Sometimes... I say. But not today
Sometimes... I say. But not today
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
