Take a Break With Me

laughing like children, living like lovers & I guess that's why they call it the blues. Remi could only chuckle as Phoebe elaborated on some of the finer points of female-behaviour. "I have indeed been on the receiving end of such fury a few times." The alchemist said with an amused grin. Indeed, Delphine had to be one of the most emotional creatures he'd ever come across. Even Martha had her moments, though normally they weren't directed at him. Reaching out a hand swiftly as Phoebe began to sway, Remi reached his other behind his back and pulled at the cushion there. As casually as he could, he nestled the pillow against the midwife's side to help settle her firmly into her chair. "Well, to this day he has never actually told me. Perhaps it was fate, or perhaps he was simply trying to find a reason to meet me. Either way, I am glad that he did. " Pausing rather thoughtfully, Remi regarded his new friend for a moment. "He is the first man I ever kissed, you know." The alchemist admitted with a sly sort of smile, inwardly feeling a pulse of warmth at the memory. First other things as well, but that didn't seem to need to be said just now. "Ahh, well we drank it all." Remi replied with a laugh. "I have more though if you like." "You are absolutely neither." The alchemist said immediately, shaking his head and leaning forward slightly to put his elbows on his knees. "Which is probably why you are finding this so hard. "I don't even think with some of the face-paints I have made I could make you ugly either. You're simply too beautiful for even bad rouge or lipstick to ruin."