Rebuilding What Was Lost

Remi conjured a feather into his hand, idly stroking it against his palm as he listened. A real date? He tried not to ask an abundance of irrelevant questions that he both did and didn't want to know the answers to. "Loren?" He asked with a curious tilt of his head, shaking it slightly to indicate he didn't recognize the name. "And Ianto is..a fox, Vai said? A friend I have been looking for." He added, perhaps more for himself than for Sam, as if to reassure himself that these were actually real people. "I remember the bear, and Isla healing me. " He said in a low and slow voice, glancing over as emotion seemed to choke the flow of words from the bookmaker. "Again though, I only remember being alone. I suppose I owe you quite a large debt of gratitude then, for saving me." Remi tried on a smile, but if felt miserable and fake on his lips, and not one for false emotions, the alchemist merely let it fade away as he stared down at the feather in his hands. "What else?" REMI So come on, get higher, loosen my lips, faith and desire and the swing of your hips Just pull me down hard and drown me in love