Top of the World

Remi just shrugged. "You are here aren't you? As is Koel? If we think you are, then you are." Well. There was probably a good deal more involved in that, but politics had never been Remi's strong suit. That being said, from what the alchemist could see Ronin hadn't really made any efforts to keep himself in the forefront of people's minds in terms of staying captain. Not because he wasn't equally as heroic as he had been back in Northaven, but because...well, he'd opened himself up a guild. "And yet all of our blood comes out red." Remi said with a chuckle. "Right. Yes. Safety. I have heard of that, never from your lips though." Shaking his head as if Ronin was the barbarian commoner here and not him, he gave his friend a condescending sigh. "The berries are more of a garnish Ronin. They add to the flavour. That is, if you let them sit in the liquid for more than 3 seconds." I hardly mattered of course. This batch had been brewing almost since the day they'd all arrived and was by far his strongest and most flavourful. The lack of berries now wouldn't do much. Tensing his jaw slightly in an effort to keep the smile plastered amicably on his face, Remi forced his smile before dropping his eyes. Tilting his head and letting his eyes follow the patterns of light reflected from his glass, he could only shrug mildly. "I don't know that I can say I've ever been worse than this ... but I don't believe I am at bottom yet." Though his words still held Remi's usual tone of brightness, his face had fallen considerably and his eyes had grown stern and without mirth as he stared down still unable to meet Ronin's eyes. R E M I I followed your ashes into outer space