the house that built me

Remi shook his head, unable to offer any such insights. "I know my magic has...changed, over the time I've had it. Once I turned a ring of Ronin's into a lobster." This he probably had told Jigano once, and it made him chuckle slightly to think of just how much time had passed between the two of them now, that they might begin to repeat old stories. "But I've never managed anything like that since." He said with a shrug. "Whatever the...the spark that made things magical was, it feels incomplete now." I feel incomplete now, though this went unsaid, a small amount would trickle through the bond. Raising a brow as he pulled his glass of wine towards himself, the alchemist considered. "I can't say that I've tried. Ronin and I are usually paid in food, so it hasn't really come up." That, and the food here was much better than the Grounds, in his opinion. "Then again, I wasn't normally in the habit of making food, so I can't say whether I ever could, really." remi Too long till I drown in your hands