My mind is where it bent

"No, no." Remi chuckled, moving to allow Sam whatever purchase of him that he wanted. The tear tracks on Sam's face only underlined what an absolutely selfish idiot he'd been, and through his exhaustion, a few found energy sparked in his belly with the sole intention of kicking him straight in the gut for his stupidity. "I know. I...it was just upstairs. I did not.." think? Yes. He'd said that already. "This is new to me. Having someone to ... to tell things to. Like where I go." As Sam ran a hand up Remi's neck, the alchemist flinched away as the bookmaker's fingers found the newly made holes. With a wince, Remi tried to lean in and kiss Sam's tear-stained skin, thinking the surprise on Sam's face had more to do with Remi's well-being, rather than the act of treachery and betrayal he interpreted it as. "I am fine. I thought it had stopped bleeding." He said distractedly, arms trying to further encircle Sam comfortingly. remi Too long till I drown in your hands