For Science

remi The higher I climb the farther I fall when I do The alchemist was clearly much more impressed with the object than Sam seemed to be. For as the ascended laid out the potential uses of the cube in a voice that sounded only marginally interested, Remi's eyes had already gone wide with a humble sort of fascination. "Yes. Any ascended who had it would be quite immovable ... though I wonder if other ascendeds would be able to move it just as easily as you can?" Remi's mouth fell open slightly as Sam asked for something sharp, and then looked at his hand. Blinking, he nodded slowly, understand what it was the bookmaker wanted to try and also understanding why. Even for scientific purposes, the alchemist was hesitant to allow Sam to hurt himself. "Of course." He said, holding out an empty hand that was soon holding a small knife. "It is quite sharp. You will not need much pressure." He warned gently.