Taking Different Roads

REMI wish that we could go back in time, i'd be the one you thought you'd find "Ahh.." He wasn't alright, but that wasn't really what Sam was asking. Taking a tentative step forward, Remi's hands came out defensively to alert him should he be able to walk into something. "Keep talking—" Remi encouraged so that he could navigate by the sound of the bookmaker's voice. As he neared, it would become quite clear if not by his mannerisms, but by the way his pale-eyes were now even more pale, that Remi was unable to see.