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'Mmm, for now." The alchemist agreed. He'd infused the snow moss with bits of peppermint bark—no need for it to smell earthy and damp if it didn't have to—and nodded approvingly as Jigano set about working. With a boyish grin, Remi clapped a hand over his heart and gave the Sage a bright-eyed look. "You? Nosy?" He trilled with an easy smile.
Whereas Remi might have shrugged off talks of LongNight just as easily, something in the bard's tone gave him pause. Raising a brow (partially covered in snow moss), he tilted his head slightly to the side.
"You sound as if you have something specific in mind." He noted studiously, stuffing a bit of moss behind the drawer of a cupboard before turning to give the Sage his full attention.
Whereas Remi might have shrugged off talks of LongNight just as easily, something in the bard's tone gave him pause. Raising a brow (partially covered in snow moss), he tilted his head slightly to the side.
"You sound as if you have something specific in mind." He noted studiously, stuffing a bit of moss behind the drawer of a cupboard before turning to give the Sage his full attention.
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.
