i've hidden all my fears in a book for only my eyes to see
"You are probably right." The alchemist agreed with an easy smile. "As a commoner I doubt they even worried about the title, so long as I did my duty." He added with a shrug, not minding the correction in the slightest. "Ahh...thank you." Ruffling a rather uncomfortable hand through his hair Remi turned back to the walls, letting his eyes roam over the various etchings and paintings there.
Glancing over his shoulder as Abasi explained, Remi nodded along with a child-like innocence to hear the meaning behind it all. "It...is rather strange to be in a world that so many of us were not born into, no?" He asked with a curious sort of smile. Coming to the painting of the flames, Remi swallowed. "This would be Loren's, then?" He asked almost casually.
Glancing over his shoulder as Abasi explained, Remi nodded along with a child-like innocence to hear the meaning behind it all. "It...is rather strange to be in a world that so many of us were not born into, no?" He asked with a curious sort of smile. Coming to the painting of the flames, Remi swallowed. "This would be Loren's, then?" He asked almost casually.
THE
ALCHEMIST
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.
