quarter past midnight

R E M I Were anyone else to have asked him for an evening rendezvous, the alchemist would assuredly have said no. There was simply too much happening, too much in the air, too many unknowns and wounds left to fester. But it wasn't just anyone, but Rexanna, one of his only actual friends at the moment who wasn't blighted. Besides, with Aoife an independent teenager now, the house was empty, making the invitation more than welcome. Flying swiftly to Rexanna's townhome, briefly the alchemist paused as he perched on the railing, wondering if indeed this was where she still lived. Or had she relocated to be with Bastien? Or indeed, would the Penumbra's husband be here as well? Not that it mattered, really. Though seeing Bastien might require a bit more patience than the alchemist currently had on offer at the moment. Still, it was in his nature to try. Shifting into his regular body, wearing a thick woolen sweater and a boyish smile, Remi knocked on the door.