the house that built me

At this, the alchemist merely rolled his eyes. Once, there had been almost nothing that Remi wouldn't forgive. Now there was hardly anything that he would. "Too far hardly begins to describe it." Remi huffed darkly. "As for staying away? Of course he will. He wrote me a note saying he would always be there for me, though I suspect that's just a bit of nonsense he tells himself so that he might feel better." Remi shrugged. "It's one thing to put the ball in someone else's court. It's another thing to do it and then quit the game." As ever, Sam's ability to be selfless and strong lasted about as long as his ability to stay in the sun did. Biting the inside of his lip and looking out towards where the storm still raged over the ocean, Remi closed his eyes and swept a hand across them for a moment before exhaling a long breath. 'You're the only one I know remotely close to Ludo, save for Maea. That you've...navigated it far better than I have isn't a surprise, but I can't help but wonder why. Why the lantern? Why the loyalty? Why not let death do its job?" The questions sounded far more critical than the alchemist intended them to, and he found himself sighing again as if wanting to erase all that he'd just said. "Can it be trusted, do you think? For all its tricks...does it have good intentions?" remi Too long till I drown in your hands