(SEASONAL EVENT) Guardian (OPEN)

The warm glow should have inspired confidence, but it didn't, for it was so soft outside. So soft and so palpably alone. Narrowing his eyes as he sat down as well, Remi frowned. Phoebe was meant to come too? Biting the inside of his lip, the alchemist folded his legs in front of him, tapping an anxious finger on his knee. "That...does not seem like them. Either of them." Turning his gaze towards his hands, Remi sighed. "I was thinking of trying to create some sort of way we could communicate over long distances ... maybe just something as simple as lights that are green when all is well, and red when it is not...I suppose it is too late now, though." Exhaling a breath he didn't realize he'd been holding, Remi reached for the wine. Uncorking it, he silently cheers'd Isla with a crooked grin. "I do not think this is what people normally mean when they say they are drinking alone, but.." With a shrug, he took a drink right from the bottle. It wasn't as though he was going to be sharing. REMI Where do you go when you're right next to me?