less than I do

maybe i'm a runaway train, maybe i'm a feather in a hurricane

but maybe that's a good thing

Glancing across the field to see Loren strolling towards him, Remi gave Isla a last lingering huff of faux-annoyance before turning his attention to the Launceleyn. "Ah! Well that explains why I have always had rather terrible luck with them, then." The alchemist called out with a playful roll of his eyes.

Not one to disappoint if he could help it, Remi indulged the luxere happily, watching Loren's silent appraisal out of the corner of his eyes. It was personal of course, as any craftsperson can tell you, to have someone scrutinize something that you've created. That it was Loren doing it made the stakes seem all the higher.

Not standing up from where he'd knelt down to scritch Astra, Remi pulled in a steadying breath. "Well...the real magic, as it was. It will be more than I have ever attempted. More complex than anything else I have done, to make it seem larger inside. I was hoping, you know, Launceleyn training and all, you might give me a few tips so I do not kill myself in the process?"

Remi

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