quarter past midnight

R E M I "She did." He agrees immediately, finding it strange to be consoling Rex for the actions of her daughter. But of course that was nothing compared to what she said next. "Died?" He repeated, dumbstruck. "And were you...did you...?" Remi didn't want to think of Rexanna as a ghost, but given her utter lack of body temperature in this moment, it was strikingly hard not to. His feathers ruffle beneath her fingers as his mind flashes, trying to sort and store this information in a way that makes even a bit of sense. "I am so sorry. I had no idea." He manages eventually, expression heartbroken for his friend, wondering how it was they'd gone for over a year now, and Remi had never thought to ask of her past. Perhaps he was a good deal more selfish than even Loren had accused him of being. "I suppose I know a bit of what it is like to have to apologize for the actions of a person you used to be.." With his memories gone, he too finds himself utterly divorced from the sunny-eyed man who'd initially come across from Northaven. Not enough though to completely make him guilt-free, but enough that it was hard to feel like he was the same person. "Though never with family. Especially a child.." Curling his fingers around her and offering her a sad smile, the alchemist can only really sigh. "If there is anything I can do.." Though he's sure she knows.