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 Tilting his head to the side as Oliver explains he both is and isn't angry with the Alchemist, that he still cares, Remi just nods a touch sadly. "Be important?" The Alchemist repeats, trying to keep the skepticism he feels from turning his voice unkind. "Of course I'll do things with you Oliver. Train, drink—" Remi holds up his glass as if to indicate that they are doing just that. "—but I don't get the sense that's actually what you want. Not something you'd be happy with, anyways." Drumming his fingers on the table, Remi shifts in his seat. "What I am now...what Ludo has asked me to be...it doesn't leave a lot of room for friendship."