quarter past midnight

R E M I Did he know the difference? Many would argue that he didn't. In truth, Remi had no idea. But that his admission had been met with agreement rather than a lecture about how foolish he was made the alchemist beam as he pulled the Penumbra all the closer to him, smiling stupidly against her. With his own snort of laughter, Remi merely shrugs casually. "Visitors, mm?" He agrees with a chuckle. "I was thinking about drawing horribly inappropriate things, but sure, if you want it to be practical.." Easily stretching his wings around her, enjoying the warmth from the fire if not from his friend, he tries not to sigh with as much melancholy as he feels. "I think...It will either be better, or worse. The fae seem to think the monsters will not bother them. If that is true then there is no where for them to go, save for where they normally are. And if we are wrong and things are easy? That only means they are all the worse for the fae."