I breathe disaster

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

If only the alchemist had the vocabulary to try and carve out a space for himself apart from the hero camp. A plea for altruism, and his own worthlessness that made him an ideal candidate for danger. That had been more once than it was now, but being called a hero had never sat right with him. He did these things because they were the right ones to do, not for the recognition or praise Jigano had once accused him of. Then again, the bard had also said Remi's lashes fluttered too much.

"Don't be. You did not know, and he...was not wrong." Actually, Remi still thought he was on some accounts, though he was learning that that didn't always mean anything. He hadn't thought he was selfish either, but Loren did, and as it turned out, the summoner was right.

Glancing towards the summoner, Remi merely shrugged. Not because he didn't accept the apology, but because he wasn't really sure how to take it. "Once criticism was really all I knew. I was who I was because that was what the world demanded. I had nothing for myself and was told not to want the things I did, but...I was told that was wrong." He didn't glance at Loren, but the look was implied in the way he hitched in a breath of chilly air. " Here I was told I could be and have what I wanted, but have been told how I do that is wrong too." He added with a slight chuckle. "I suppose you are not the only one trying to figure out who you are."

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

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