sipping silly chartreuse champagne

remi Took a fall from a windy height, I only knew how to hold on tight & pray for love enough to last all night Despite how kind Oliver was, had the man told him to fuck right off, he'd have accepted it in stride. It was more or less what he deserved in the big scheme of things. Though Remi would never go back to the sunny and wide-hearted man he'd once been, he'd also left behind the cold and cruel husk that Oliver had the misfortune of encountering on more than one occasion. Taking a breath, still steeling himself for some of Oliver's anger, Remi pulled out the chair and took a seat. "Before you say anything, I owe you an apology. I—" One of the waiters brought over a glass filled with something dark—Remi's 'usual'—and the Alchemist abruptly stopped to offer them a nod of thanks. Pulling the glass towards himself with one hand and letting his fingers trace around the top, he continued. "I was a real asshole to you, and I'm sorry for that. You caught me at one hell of a time in my life when I wasn't handling things well at all." Raising his eyes to give Oliver an earnest stare, Remi frowned as he shook his head, exhaling a long and steady stream of air. "That...part of my life, or at least how I was dealing with it, is over and done now." He added softly, knowing better than most that you couldn't take back the past.