Matters of the Soul

"Mmm, not to that extent, no." Remi replied with a mischievous wink. He was alright with things being a little rough after all. Though he did draw the line at murderous. Grinning cheekily, Remi held up a finger. "And a manticore." He reminded Sam, as if he had to defend himself against Sam's new beau, which he absolutely did not. Still, the playfulness felt good in the wake of how dark absolutely everything seemed to be. Giving the bookmaker an affectionate nudge, Remi smiled with genuine happiness. "I am truly glad to hear it." Giving his friend space to sit up, Remi tilted his head slightly noting the way he seemed to tense and start to curl in on himself again. Wincing slightly to hear the request, the alchemist frowned and considered. He didn't want to lie to his friend, but nor did he want to unnecessarily worry him either. "I will be more prepared this year, I know that. I am stronger too.." He added a touch bashfully. "But I will be as safe as I can." Remi agreed with a nod. That much was true. He had Ronin and Aoife to return home to, after all. remi Too long till I drown in your hands