the monsters turned out to be just trees

hope keeps us breathing, just to kill us in the end

"Do you know who his boyfriend is?" Remi asked quickly, sending a mental pulse to the raven to slow its flight should more instructions be incoming. The alchemist didn't know Peter well, having only met the man once when he was completely blind. But he'd certainly seen him around. What he hadn't seen was the skiddish man with anyone else.

"It is still strange to hear that sometimes." Remi said with a bashful sort of smile. "His boyfriend. And having that be alright."