the crooked kind

"Conversations clear up most misunderstandings I have found." The alchemist grumbled uncharitably. Of course he had no real understanding of the divine and perhaps it was just the case that gods really did work in strange and mysterious ways. But for now it all just seemed like pomp and circumstances followed by a lot of childish behaviour. Punished for their ignorance? When they'd acted with a completely genuine desire to understand and please? "I appreciate that." Remi said with a boyishly warm smile despite all that had happened. "Perhaps we should go? I would hate to be further punished simply for loitering or committing some other unknown infraction." remi Trying to teach my common sense to not waver with my confidence