a reflection that nobody really knows

maybe i'm a runaway train, maybe i'm a feather in a hurricane

"And he only had to go and die before I could finally tell him how I felt." Remi replied, rolling his eyes at himself and shaking his head in disbelief. "It's why I had to go to him...during LongNight. The thought of him outside, nearly a week gone...darkness and monsters and he as the only light. It got to the point I couldn't think anymore, save for knowing I had to go to him." The Alchemist added, knowing that his actions didn't need any further discussion, but finding the thread of their previous conversation tangled anew in this one.

That sounded exactly right to Remi's ears, and he nodded fervently. "There is no force on earth that could turn me against Ronin." He agreed.

THE ALCHEMIST

maybe it's a long gray game, but maybe that's a good thing