I'll tell you a story before it tells itself

remi Forever going with the flow, but you're friction As Edy clarified, for a moment Remi could feel his heart swimming back towards the surface. Towards air. Towards reason and rationality and perhaps towards the relationship that he thought he had—until a layer of ice appeared towards the opening and he truly felt drowned. Loren said he was in a relationship? Remi’s lips parted slightly as he took a long breath. Looking down at his hands which were tempted to shake, his brows furrowed as various arguments played themselves out in his mind. Remi and Loren hadn’t spoken about being in a relationship … and, given that Loren hadn't spent any time with the alchemist it didn’t make sense that whoever it was Loren had referenced, was him. Sex cave or no, Loren said he was in a relationship. And it wasn’t with Remi. “I…” The alchemist opened his mouth to say more but his tongue was dry and all air seemed to have left his lungs. Though his eyes should have brimmed with tears, without the love for Loren coursing through his body all he could feel was betrayal and stupidity. He’d given up everything for Loren, compromised everything he thought he knew for the duke only to have it mean … what? Not nothing, surely, for he’d seen the look on Loren’s face during some of their more intense conversations. No, not nothing. Just nothing important. ” I should go.” Remi said suddenly, his cheeks burning coral as he fumbled unsteadily to stand. Offering the bartender a weak smile, he tapped the crate that he’d brought with him. “Ah..you know what to do with these?” But it wasn’t really a question. Remi’s mind buzzed with the younger Launceleyn’s words over and over again. Loren said he was in a relationship.