Looking a little bashful - Remi wasn't really used to having anything about him called incredible - he ran a hand through his hair. "As long as you need it to, and no longer." He said nodding towards her arm which should be full of feeling once again. Then, rather belatedly he realized what it was she had actually been asking and gave an awkward laugh. "It shouldn't run out, no. It will continue to make gel when the pestle is swirled, though it only works in this mortar. " REMI I tried to tie my heart down, board up all the windows Oh but it's too late now, I let you get too close |
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.