Velvet Snow

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Remi nodded in weary agreement. "I have looked from the skies for signs of them, but I have only seen the regular glow." That the luxere tended to stay away from the alchemist given the darkness lingering in his soul was not something he particularly felt like sharing at this moment. Even so, no one else had seen the red-antlered creatures either.

Raising a surprised brow that turned into a warm smile of appreciation, Remi beamed at the Sage. "And here Deimos and I were just planning on life-draining the more noisy guests." He said wryly, only half-joking. The tea and books were a wonderful idea; Remi had been so busy preparing the house he hadn't thought to prepare the inside of it for those who'd be locked away.

"Speaking of reading the night away..." Giving the bard a rather uneasy look, Remi bit the inside of his lip and searched his almost-mostly-sort-of-friend's face. "Sam will be here. He...mentioned a little about some of the conversations you two had had while you were blighted, and after as well. He thinks you hate him, now." All of this was said without judgement, laced with concern for their (hopefully) mutual friend. Knowing that the bard tended to keep his relationships held quite closely to his chest, Remi wanted to be careful not to overstep.