the waters are sleeping

i've seen fire & i've seen rain.
i've seen sunny days that i thought would never end

"Governor, yeah." He agreed with a chuckle, spreading the crumbs out for the small fish unable to push their way through the throng.

Offering her a small smile, Remi nods. Those who were surprised were only the ones who knew the old him. The ones who still thought of him as a boy with abilities he was too shy and naive to use, with a voice he thought wasn't worth listening to. "Well, the Grounds was never my home. I never wanted it to be. Here, though? I am invested in this place. Ronin and I don't plan on leaving, and with the state of the government what it was...it seemed something needed to be done."

Remi tossed a few more crumbs to the fish. "I had no idea Sunjata was interested, honestly. I'd already started to make inroads with those who hold their own sort of authority, already tried to see the former governor and whatnot, had already started to try and improve Torchline. When the eruption happened, it seemed a likely enough next step."

Giving Amalia a wry smile, the Alchemist could only shrug. "I am not the man I was, Amalia." He said softly, as if perhaps that was the only explanation of his recent decisions that was relevant.