rings of smoke through the trees

for 1000 nights i've been a restless soul

"Plenty of things, I expect." The alchemist replies with a sideways smile, still looking boyishly pleased for having caused the fox such a scare. "But also I just absolutely wanted to.  I've had to be so quiet inside lately." What with a newborn often sleeping. At some point, Mateo was going to have to get used to sleeping through all sorts of sounds, but for now, Remi at least was doing his best to be quiet.

Waggling the bottle before the fox, Remi uncorked it with his teeth. "I didn't bring a cup, so if you want some, you'll have to have hands. Or...I suppose I could pour it into your mouth?" Either way, he shrugs and sets it down next to him. "Things are.." Scratching at the back of his head and offering the merchant a rather awkward stare, Remi sighs and lets his hands fall between his legs. "..going to change, soon."