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Bastien's initial reaction caught the alchemist quite off-guard. Releasing a breath he hadn't realized he was holding (though this was a habit that Remi had had for years), Remi offered the man a roguish but sad smile as he shook his head slightly. "Well, this was quite new. For me at least." It likely wasn't worth mentioning that Loren was the first person he'd ever loved, man or otherwise, or that he'd only just managed to decide that pursuing the librarian was worth the morally-thin grounds it placed him on. Then again, Bastien wasn't the first to suggest that Remi might just be able to re-fall in love with the man and set everything to right that way. Running one of his hands from back to front from his neck through his curls, Remi gave a boyish shrug, his expression immediately looking lighter. "Perhaps." He replied sunnily, not mentioned that Loren had been unsettlingly absent in the past few weeks. Still, he very much doubted that he could simply thwart the god's curse by simply seeing Loren again. If anything it might make it worse, to see the librarian and feel nothing for him, where before the alchemist had been filled with all sorts of emotions he had never thought possible. "Well I am no expert by any means. Perhaps you are right." He chuckled, before glancing up the street. "My shop is not far. If you like you can come and get some proper paint?" remi Trying to teach my common sense to not waver with my confidence