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Remi Abruzzo
& all we are is skin and bone trained to get along

Smiling crookedly as Bastien clapped him on the shoulder, he was pleased at least to hear that even if he had been lying about wanting to take a stroll, that at least he was pleased with the paints. Run out of blue. With an exhale that dissolved into a bit of a chuckle, Remi pursed his lips with amusement and nodded. He found it strangely ironic that Bastien had run out of blue when only a few days prior Remi found himself in precisely the same situation. Finding the perfect shade of blue to match Loren's eyes had been an all consuming task ... and then after Frey's intervention it had somehow seemed less important.

But he could make more blue. And would. "Ah! Well I can certainly do something about that." Remi replied with a boyish grin. It was a good thing he'd met Bastien out here - he could easily collect the pigments he needed by going a bit further into the glade.

At the mention of the deity's name, Remi's brow crinkled slightly. "Safrin.." He murmured, then nodded slowly. "A friend of mine met her...she promised him assistance with the creature who nearly killed 4 of us and appears to guard the spire. Why do you ask?"

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