sometimes love is all that can save us, sometimes love can kill a man
"I am sure they can mimic that as well." Remi said with a sigh. "I think that is...one of their biggest strengths. Mimicry. Whatever system we come up with, I assume they will be able to replicate it."
The subject of Ronin's death always felt like a sucker punch to Remi, even when he was the one to bring it up. "I never said we were successful. Only that in the past, we managed on a few occasions...A group fought the monsters out in the field last year. It is how Kiada came to have Auni." He added gently.
As Loren argued, Remi felt a cold wave settle over him and he wondered if he'd made a mistake. He thought he could trust Loren, but on the basis of what did he think that? On a shared history he couldn't remember? The assumption that once, Loren was trustworthy and was now? That he'd be on Remi's side, despite all the evidence of the past few weeks that suggested he wasn't? Tilting his head slightly to the side, Remi tried not to give into panic. "Much as I respect Wessex..I...I made a vow to Ludo. As did the others. We did not vote for Wessex, though I know that does not mean much. But if it comes down to a vow to a god and allegiance to a queen.." His shoulders softly shrugged. "You are not a part of this. But if you want to be, you cannot do it at the expense of my trust, or at least, I hope you would not."
With a stern look rather than one of sympathy, Remi merely stared at Loren as he slumped, closed his eyes, and sank into a well of pity filled with his own tears. Kindness had once never been in short supply for the alchemist, but now, with his plate more full than it had ever been, a lack of patience seemed to infringe on the spaces once entirely filled with empathy and sympathy. "Loren. You are not our savior." Remi said gently, but firmly. "Did you think it was up to you, to single handedly keep everyone safe? That anyone expected it of you?"
The subject of Ronin's death always felt like a sucker punch to Remi, even when he was the one to bring it up. "I never said we were successful. Only that in the past, we managed on a few occasions...A group fought the monsters out in the field last year. It is how Kiada came to have Auni." He added gently.
As Loren argued, Remi felt a cold wave settle over him and he wondered if he'd made a mistake. He thought he could trust Loren, but on the basis of what did he think that? On a shared history he couldn't remember? The assumption that once, Loren was trustworthy and was now? That he'd be on Remi's side, despite all the evidence of the past few weeks that suggested he wasn't? Tilting his head slightly to the side, Remi tried not to give into panic. "Much as I respect Wessex..I...I made a vow to Ludo. As did the others. We did not vote for Wessex, though I know that does not mean much. But if it comes down to a vow to a god and allegiance to a queen.." His shoulders softly shrugged. "You are not a part of this. But if you want to be, you cannot do it at the expense of my trust, or at least, I hope you would not."
With a stern look rather than one of sympathy, Remi merely stared at Loren as he slumped, closed his eyes, and sank into a well of pity filled with his own tears. Kindness had once never been in short supply for the alchemist, but now, with his plate more full than it had ever been, a lack of patience seemed to infringe on the spaces once entirely filled with empathy and sympathy. "Loren. You are not our savior." Remi said gently, but firmly. "Did you think it was up to you, to single handedly keep everyone safe? That anyone expected it of you?"
sometimes love is a soft touch, or a line drawn in the sand
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
