postscript

the lullaby

Love isn't all that it seems
I did you wrong

"What makes you say that?" Remi wonders haughtily. "Are you implying one of us is afraid of the dark?" He adds, sniffing and raising his chin. The Greatwood would be safe during LongNight, as would...well, everywhere this year, he supposed. "It's strange to think that the Grounds might be calm. It is not as though most of your people mind the dark, after all. Maybe it will just be...another week." Biting the inside of his cheek, the alchemist takes a breath and then lets it out. "Do you need anything from me, for LongNight?" Anything, being as close to saying do you need any of my abilities as he can manage just now.

Halting instantly as if his body had always been ready and simply awaiting a reason to find himself in her arms again, Remi returns the medic's hug with a soft hum. "We are." He agrees with a vague sigh. "I think we have both become a touch desensitized to all of this. It seems as though there is always something between he and I." The alchemist sounds both optimistic and pessimistic at the same time, which is probably quite close to the truth.

I'll stay here with you
Until this dream is gone

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!