Do you hear what I hear?

Remi could see the exit now. It was perhaps 30 more yards, but of course the alchemist had no way of communicating that to the child. Still, on the off-hand that she was in fact a shape shifter like he was, he did his best. just a little farther! He mentally thought towards her, though given her utter lack of comprehension or recognition, Remi knew almost instantly that his efforts had failed. Torn between trying to dissuade the rodents from following and guiding the girl, Remi instead flew in circles around her. If the talking beasts got too close, Remi would dodge lower and scrambling their efforts with his body and his talons. Their small thorns poked painfully against his softer belly, but Remi tried to pay it no mind. It hurt, but they couldn't really hurt him (so he thought). Thorns were one thing, the safety of the child another. With piercing cries Remi tried to encourage Beatrix as much as he could. They were so close now. She just needed to push a little farther. remi the alchemist