[Training] what i see in the sea

i'm a boat in the ocean, & my sails are broken

"Well maybe if you tried—" Remi hisses back, though his words are far less laden with the bittersweet heat that the Flood is feeling. Seeing the blue feathers appear suddenly gives him pause, long lashes blinking over confused green eyes as he tried to put the pieces together. There's something here is missing...something he's overlooking. As he thinks, his fingers softly skirt around the horn he's still holding; it's a habit of his, to fiddle while he thinks.

Feeling Sunjata's hand move up the back of his thigh is all the inspiration he needs. "Right! You need yer'hands. I forgot." Releasing the Flood's horn for a moment, Remi positions himself squarely against the man's chest, looping both of his arms around his shoulders. With one pump of his wings and all the jump one foot can offer, combined with the heel against the Flood's lower back, Remi boosts himself up higher so that he can link both of his legs tightly around Jata's waist. It's a bit uncomfortable for the alchemist given that the tip of Sunjata's third horn is now pressed almost between his legs, but sacrifices must be made if they're going to fly away from this sandy ocean.

"Okay, now you." He mumbles, into Sunjata's hairline.

THE LULLABY

give me an oar 'cause you're the shore that I've been trying to reach