back to normal, if it ever was

all our lives i watched you search beneath the fallen skies

"Well. I do not know about literally anyone else." Indeed, the alchemist could think of quite a few who couldn't hold a candle to Loren's linguistic skills. And that was saying something, given the summoner wasn't even really treating Remi to his full verbal offerings.

"You could stop me I bet. For a few seconds, anyhow." The alchemist said raising a brow and looking entirely smug. "I would not do it without you though. Blind, remember?" Looking around, Remi just shrugged. "It is all grey-tones to me. You would have to tell me what you wanted." As with so many things, it would seem.

"I bet you have more in you than you are letting on." Remi said dismissively. "But that is fine. Would not be the first time I have been summoned to a noble's home for manual labour." His grin was positively wicked now, smothered only by an attempt to drink his tea (and burning his lip in the process). "So." Glancing up, Remi leaned his head back against the counter and let it slide slightly. "What was this awesome creature I was going to behold before you had to defend yourself against a terrifying racoon?"