[Seasonal Event] Escape From/To You

This time Remi had taken Isla's advice and told Vai and Ronin where he was going. Just a quick trip to visit Isla, to make sure all was still well. Remi had a fairly good idea that the medic would not press her portion of the stones he'd made unless she was in dire need. Still, that didn't mean he couldn't be useful. Besides, it was so loud downstairs, despite the warnings to be quiet. Every where were whispered conversations, half smiles and even a lusty word or three. Remi did his best to keep his ever boyish smile plastered on his face, but he found in his weariness and heart-sick stupor that the muscles in this face had actually begun to hurt. So he sought out the silence he knew the walk to the infirmary would bring. It was a brief respite, but maybe it would— —Sam's hands were on the large iron latch of the main temple door. Remi's breath hitched in his chest, and though he thought the bombardment of feelings that coursed through him could in no way increase in magnitude, suddenly fresh panic and surprise roared through his veins. He knew Sam didn't want to see him—the way the bookmaker's eyes had skirted around him as if he wasn't there had not gone unnoticed—but surely now he was exempt. "Sam..." Remi called out, his voice low and soothing (with an edge of panic), as if trying to calm a frightened deer caught in a snare. "Sam, what are you doing?" REMI Loving you was sunshine, but then it poured & I lost so much more than my senses 'Cause loving you had consequences