trained to get along

Remi Abruzzo
& all we are is skin and bone trained to get along

Completely lost in thought, the alchemist hardly heard the knock at the door. Given how many came and went at any given time, and perhaps importantly because it wasn't his guild anymore, Remi didn't even think to answer it. Only the familiar sound of Loren's voice that echoed through the large room made the alchemist stop what he was doing and glance up. Offering the summoner a bright smile, he waved him over.

Not seated at his workbench but instead on the floor, a number of things floated around the alchemist's head, fitting themselves together in various arrangements as he stared at them.

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