our sins are washed away
As Remi called out, Saiden turned to face the alchemist. Smiling, the cook waved back. "Hello Remi. Thanks for coming." Then he laughed, almost as biight as the other man's, if a bit forced. "I suppose you can punch me, though I'd ask you to stay away from my face this time. It's my best asset." There was a bit of vanity in the words yes, but also a recognition that the Hali was an objectively handsome man.
Walking a bit away from the water, he rolled his neck a bit and stretched his arms. "So that's how you want to do this? Fists?" He continued to limber up as he waited for Remi to respond.
Walking a bit away from the water, he rolled his neck a bit and stretched his arms. "So that's how you want to do this? Fists?" He continued to limber up as he waited for Remi to respond.
