back to normal, if it ever was

all our lives i watched you search beneath the fallen skies

Frowning deeply, the alchemist leaned forward to bring himself to a sitting position, crossing his ankles over each other and staring silently across at Loren as he was lectured. "I cannot be killed while shifted." Remi said in a low voice, interjecting if only because he didn't quite know what else to say. Likely it wouldn't comfort the summoner now, but it might serve him later to know some of the more technical aspects of shifting. "I will always be thrown back into this body if I am ever knocked unconscious."

Studying the lines of anger and frustration on Loren's face, and noting that more colour was slowly being added to the palette of the Launceleyn as he was painted in Remi's eyes, the alchemist had no choice but to nod conceedingly. "Alright, Loren. You are right." He said softly, linking his hands together and softly stroking his palm with a thumb. "I...well, I hardly thought a raccoon would be seen as a threat." He mumbled a touch defensively.