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Remi could hear Ronin's heart as he slumped against his chest. It was the strangest sensation to want to open your eyes, even though they already were. He heard, he smelled, he felt, but he saw nothing. "You are not normally in the habit of making promises you cannot keep." Remi murmured, though whether or not it was a criticism or just some throwaway anecdotal comment was unclear, as the alchemist's words were muddied at best. Feeling one of Ronin's fingers snag through a curl held fast by blood, Remi tried to sit up, gently feeling his way into his hair and noting just how much of a mess had been made. "Will you...help me shower?" Remi asked, only half of his lip turning up in a smile as his head lolled slightly, unsure really where he should fix his sightless stare on. remi Come on skinny love just last the year Pour a little salt we were never here