[Mini Event] [se] a rung too high

REMI

the alchemist

What good are hands
if there's nothing that they hold

It's all a mess, though with his palm pressed against the side of his neck there's very little that he can do about it. Though watching Melita and Saiden suddenly set themselves on the offensive has him groaning and stretching out a bloody hand in their direction to try and gain their attention without having to strain his neck by yelling. "They literally fight each other weekly. Leave it be. Consider this meeting over." He mumbles. They'd all shared the information they had, anyway.

Besides, this was Torchline. Fighting about your problems was standard fare. "If you want to help, go make sure Sam gets a shrine so he can heal." He adds, before shuffling himself back a few feet to be out of the line of fire between Arbiter and Preceptor.

And what good are hearts
if you bury them all alone?

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!