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Bastien had spent two days locked in his home painting, eating only the meagre food he had stocked up; as much as he was devoted to his new subject (Safrin was plastered on his walls and took up space on his tables, her sharp teeth glinting with wet paint from every canvas) he knew he needed to get outside. Besides, he was running low on canvases and paint, and hoped Remi might be able to remedy his problem. He walked to Remi's shop, but found it locked up and empty. Asking some people around the town, they said he had headed out towards the glade. It was a nice day and good for a walk, so Bastien set off to find him. He eventually spotted Remi in the distance, walking around and occasionally kneeling down to take something from the earth; Bastien tried to squint and see what he was doing but it wasn't clear until he got closer. When he reached him he smiled wide and without thinking reached to the pendant on his chest when he came to a stop. "Remi! Hello, my friend. Are you busy? I went to your shop but could not find you. I have much to tell, but first I must ask how you are, of course. BASTIEN This tiresome desire to shock and amaze Perhaps I’ll grow out of it one of these days