everything looks perfect from far away
"Nor I." Remi agreed, and though he grinned over at the ex-captain, there wasn't much mirth in his voice. Instantly the smile fell away, feeling hollow, and the alchemist ran a hand up the side of his unshaven face as he sighed.
"....Mmm." Remi hummed, drawing in a breath and holding it as he twitched his lips to to the side. "Not...a deal exactly." He clarified. "More like...a way to make amends? I did lose its mask, I owe it something for that, even if it does not accept it. I thought that perhaps this coming LongNight we might try and...I don't know. Establish a sort of sanctuary. An open-door policy...perhaps a group that might make sure that no one ever has to suffer the cold and dark alone." The alchemist thought of what Amalia had said, that she and Jigano had been tasked with collecting vagrant souls of the god. Remi had seen enough death his first LongNight and he hadn't moved around all that much. He could only imagine what the actual death toll was.
"....Mmm." Remi hummed, drawing in a breath and holding it as he twitched his lips to to the side. "Not...a deal exactly." He clarified. "More like...a way to make amends? I did lose its mask, I owe it something for that, even if it does not accept it. I thought that perhaps this coming LongNight we might try and...I don't know. Establish a sort of sanctuary. An open-door policy...perhaps a group that might make sure that no one ever has to suffer the cold and dark alone." The alchemist thought of what Amalia had said, that she and Jigano had been tasked with collecting vagrant souls of the god. Remi had seen enough death his first LongNight and he hadn't moved around all that much. He could only imagine what the actual death toll was.
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.
