Ronin Taliesin
but they haven't seen the best of me
Ronin started to realise that something was awry with just how awkward Remi was becoming, the hunter folding his arms across his chest and looking a touch uncomfortable. He wasn't sure was, exactly, Remi was going to come up with, but it couldn't be good if this was the way the conversation was going. So when it turned out that he had only (or so he thought) offered to share his power in a time of understandable crisis, the hunter relaxed a bit.
Which was obviously the worst thing to do, because it meant when the alchemist continued he was caught by it completely, his face falling a little, something muddled in his expression that even he didn't seem sure of. "Oh," he said. "Well... I... Your body belongs to you, Remi. I'm not going to tell you what to do with it."
Which was obviously the worst thing to do, because it meant when the alchemist continued he was caught by it completely, his face falling a little, something muddled in his expression that even he didn't seem sure of. "Oh," he said. "Well... I... Your body belongs to you, Remi. I'm not going to tell you what to do with it."
