[Training] a pocket full of mumbles

"No, I don't think so." It wasn't hypocritical of Ronin to have no reciprocated the alchemist's offer, at least not in Remi's mind. What each of them needed was different. What Remi needed was the stability of Ronin stumbling home to him, regardless of what the day had brought. If what Ronin needed was the company of a man, woman, or a combination therein, it was an easy enough trade to make. Whether the Star and Flood ended up together, all tired muscles and whiskey-tongues after a boxing match was still yet to be seen. {asy}'Oh ho." Remi chuckled, raising a brow. "I'm going to go out on a limb here and say it wasn't Maea who wanted to keep things more...open ?" There was no judgement in the alchemist's wayward amusement, just general mischief. R E M I I followed your ashes into outer space