I'm with you even if it makes me blue

REMI

all the things we said when we were younger

Close as the summoner was, the alchemist felt something inside of himself twitch and stir—though not what you're thinking. "Loren, I—" —smell blood. The alchemist shivered as his more predatory instincts began to inwardly salivate and grow restless. Looking down and across the summoner's body to see where his claws had torn the material of Loren's pants and where blood had soaked through, he gasped unsteadily, fighting to release the summoner and sit up. "—you are bleeding." And then, realizing how it must have happened, he tensed. Unsure if Loren had healed himself or not he looked hastily back towards the summoner with shining green eyes full of regret and worry.

did it bend or did I break?

Coding base by Sky!