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And just like that, she’s relieved of the obligation to stick around. A niggling little thought in the back of her mind says that she should stay and get to know Remi more, that he is important to the Outlanders and he very clearly has powerful magic. But other than that…? Eh. It isn’t in her nature to do so. Keep everyone at arm’s length, keep it all professional, so that when disaster comes knocking, she can make the hard, impartial choices. So that she isn’t affected by death. Besides, he seemed like he was off somewhere. And while the ice is important to her, he might have other projects that are more so. She shakes her head and turns back to pick up the book. “That’s ok, It’s not particularly time sensitive. Take your time. I can come back in a couple of nights.”
The brusque woman heads to the door, but before she fully exits, turns around and looks at the young alchemist with an odd searching, almost confused gaze. As if she is surprised that it was so easy - perhaps too easy. Where’s the catch? What does he want, or rather - what will he want, later? “Thank you, Remi.” She flashes him a quick, barely-there smile, before ducking back out into the night, as quickly and unexpectedly as she’d come.
No, I’ll be the stone
I’ll be the hunter, a tower that casts the shade
I lie awake and watch it all
I’ll be the hunter, a tower that casts the shade
I lie awake and watch it all
