This scar I can't reverse, when the more it heals the worse it hurts
The sudden pulse of light from the end of the machine has Remi stopping and watching for the impact with interest. Cocking his head to the side to catch Finn's words, the alchemist drags his gaze away from a smouldering bit of fenceline. "What was the projectile?" He wonders, just as Finn asks what he's doing there. The question has the Lullaby standing a touch straighter, as if offended and ashamed all at the same time. As if the answer to what are you doing here, was simply: I am here, because you are.
"I had to pick up some of Ronin's paperwork from his office." Remi answers, uncertainly, resisting the urge to fidget.
"I had to pick up some of Ronin's paperwork from his office." Remi answers, uncertainly, resisting the urge to fidget.
REMI
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.
