For better or worse, the alchemist was more or less an open book. And with the attuned link it wasn't just his heart writ on his sleeve, but all of him. Feelings of guilt and an overwhelming sense of impropriety sparked in his soul in response to Loren's words, as the alchemist merely sighed and rolled his glass between his hands. "No." He replied earnestly. No, he'd never get used to it. "And it has been. The things I can do for others..." Twirling a wrist as if to indicate that the things he could do now were many, but there was little joy in it. R E M I I followed your ashes into outer space |
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.