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"Not worse.." Remi replied with a bit of a thoughtful frown. Words had never been his strong suit, and now he hadn't the vocabulary at all to describe the strange juxtaposition of created vs. organic that he seemed to instinctively feel. "..magic still seems...something I am not meant to have. Maybe it is something to do with that." He said at last with a light shrug, taking another sip of the drink. "I do not like it." The alchemist answered immediately, though in a low and almost melancholy voice. "After everything that has happened, the things I have lost, I suppose I realize how precious it all is. There were weeks after Ronin had died where I would have happily traded another day with him. I suppose now I realize that these are those days." Remi smiled into his cup, the familiar sense of failing to describe what it was he actually meant falling around him like a blanket. At the mention of Loren and Abasi's mutual fondness for one another, Remi merely continued to stare into his glass, wishing Loren wouldn't say such things. Though if the alchemist mentioned it he was sure the Launceleyn would merely lob his unease back at him; You said to be honest. Honest yes, but the alchemist was still more than a bit raw from what Loren had done and how he'd gone about things to want to hear of the Launceleyn's budding romance. "Then that is all that matters." Remi answered with a smile. R E M I I followed your ashes into outer space