BASTIEN
"You could at least call it the beginnings of a basket. I did transform it slightly from mere grass." Bastien insisted, but his voice was also good-humoured. Though his pride was yet again hurt a little further when he learnt that Remi had no Attuned-given bonus to his basket weaving abilities, that he just could do it and Bastien could not. Perhaps, he tried to reassure himself, being a hawk somehow helped.
He was not too surprised that Remi turned down his offer. The young man had always seemed hesitant to try new things, to jump into anything too strange. "Well, I may use that offer, but I would say to you your alchemy could just as well be art as anything else. Turning one thing into another, you say? Is that not what I do with a canvas to a painting, or a lump of clay into a sculpture?"
Still, he did have uses for Remi's abilities beyond art. "Though if you did want to provide a service, I could always use more ah...creative lubrication. For the mind, I mean. Booze."
He was not too surprised that Remi turned down his offer. The young man had always seemed hesitant to try new things, to jump into anything too strange. "Well, I may use that offer, but I would say to you your alchemy could just as well be art as anything else. Turning one thing into another, you say? Is that not what I do with a canvas to a painting, or a lump of clay into a sculpture?"
Still, he did have uses for Remi's abilities beyond art. "Though if you did want to provide a service, I could always use more ah...creative lubrication. For the mind, I mean. Booze."
You standing beside me
I'm going to push back, push back, push back
With every word and every breath
I'm going to push back, push back, push back
With every word and every breath
