He nodded slowly as Remi twisted his words into something that was just as true, when looked at from a different angle. "People have the right to protect themselves from abuse," he said softly, thinking of those he had wronged through his own arrogance and obliviousness to the harm he had caused. "If they chose not to remain friends with one who treats them poorly, cruelly - if you choose that - I would say that you are right to cut those ties." He hesitated, then shrugged, a wry smile full of pain quirking his lips. "But I don't know what weight my words hold with anyone else." A few of his Loreseekers might take them too much to heart, but anyone else? His reputation was far from the shining paragon he had once dreamed of becoming.
And... maybe that wasn't such a bad thing.
Remi's answer to his question wasn't the one he had expected, but it was a better one than he had hoped for, in truth. "As long as the portals are open I don't think you can avoid them," he admitted."Or... us, rather, I suppose. Though I'm trying to be less demanding of others these days. Old habits die hard." He tilted his head, that vulpine behavior that carried through no matter his shape. "I'm glad you've found a place where you're able to breathe a bit more, now, though." Where you can grieve, he meant, but though there was a great deal of anger and ennui in the former-alchemist, the bard had seen little in the way of grief yet. Perhaps that was something Remi now kept more private; he no longer seemed the type to share his vulnerabilities with any but Ronin, if Jigano had to guess.
"When you spoke to Ludo..." he hesitated, then reached into a pocket to pull out the Guardian Sphere, holding it low from the others in the bar so only he and Remi could see it. "Did it say... what you - any of us, really - are to do about these?" How quickly the four so-called Guardians had shattered, each in their own way, from the events of Fiat Lux, until they couldn't even protect themselves much less the portals they couldn't even find until it was too late.
And... maybe that wasn't such a bad thing.
Remi's answer to his question wasn't the one he had expected, but it was a better one than he had hoped for, in truth. "As long as the portals are open I don't think you can avoid them," he admitted."Or... us, rather, I suppose. Though I'm trying to be less demanding of others these days. Old habits die hard." He tilted his head, that vulpine behavior that carried through no matter his shape. "I'm glad you've found a place where you're able to breathe a bit more, now, though." Where you can grieve, he meant, but though there was a great deal of anger and ennui in the former-alchemist, the bard had seen little in the way of grief yet. Perhaps that was something Remi now kept more private; he no longer seemed the type to share his vulnerabilities with any but Ronin, if Jigano had to guess.
"When you spoke to Ludo..." he hesitated, then reached into a pocket to pull out the Guardian Sphere, holding it low from the others in the bar so only he and Remi could see it. "Did it say... what you - any of us, really - are to do about these?" How quickly the four so-called Guardians had shattered, each in their own way, from the events of Fiat Lux, until they couldn't even protect themselves much less the portals they couldn't even find until it was too late.
