I breathe disaster

sometimes love is all that can save us, sometimes love can kill a man

"All the more reason to think you are perhaps not best suited." Remi said in a low and soft voice, not intending to be cruel, only to put things in perspective. Loren was relying heavily on his magic to work, and if it didn't? He had nothing else to fall back on. But Remi did. Jigano did. Amalia did. They were all faster, stronger, more powerful, and perhaps most importantly, had survived this once already (or if they hadn't, had been brought back to life).

Remi sighed and swept a hand across his eyes wearily. "Not with the monsters. They are attracted to movement and light. Together we are a more obvious target than moving independently. We also...have different goals, I suppose." The alchemist didn't know how many times he needed to say you were not here. You do not know, for Loren to get it. To stop acting like he knew how to keep them all safe.

"Well, I was going to give you empty ones so that you could distribute them. I do not know who is staying at the Temple, or what they need." What Loren did was, as he kept saying, up to him. But he wouldn't just displace the obligations he made onto the alchemist.

sometimes love is a soft touch, or a line drawn in the sand

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