you learn to live without

i found cynicism, i found criticism
i've been zero to hero & i have been the villain

Indeed it didn't cut it. Remi snarled in the dying light looking for all the world like he might reach out to bite Sam at any moment like some rabid dog.

Tilting his head back to bark a cruel laugh at the words, it was this darkened distraction that let Sam slip out beside him. Reaching forward Remi would try and grab at the man's collar or shoulder to try and pin him back against the wall. "Have any of you ever considered that I don't want your help? That maybe you all aren't worth coming back to?" Something began to burn bright and hot inside of the alchemist then, a primal and predatory reaction to his prey Sam trying to escape from him. He could hardly help the way his hands wanted to turn into claws and bury themselves deep in Sam's freckled flesh.