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"I am not sure I like what it does to me." Remi admitted quietly. "You wouldn't. You grew up with it. It was part of who you were, and not just because you were a Launceleyn, though...I suppose that cannot really be separated out." With a sigh, the alchemist splayed one of his hands in a gesture of uncertainty. "It...magic meant something else, when you were a commoner." This was a different world yes, but that didn't change the two decades that proceeded his arrival here. Raising a brow slightly, Remi tried to let his expression mirror Loren's best as he could. Through the bond though the summoner would feel his hesitation and doubt. Remi doubted if Loren had spoken to Ronin in the past few weeks for both IC and OOC reasons which would make it uncharitable to mention it, and for all the magicians water and creation magic, still that bridge seemed burned. There was no way Ronin would let Loren look after Aoife. Of course Remi appreciated the offer just the same, nodding appreciatively. "Oh? Beatrix and Jace are gone, then?" He asked, assuming that was the cause for the flicker of darkness acorss Loren's face. With a chuckle, Remi grinned. "Ah. He is good at that." He agreed. "And building wedding ring boxes." Remi added, a touch awkwardly, meaning it more of an olive branch when it came to discussions of Abasi. R E M I I followed your ashes into outer space