[SE] and down we go

oh but that's the irony: broken people are not fragile

"You've absolutely had worse in your mouth." The alchemist comments instantly, before snickering boyishly, not minding at all if he'd just inadvertently insulted himself. "Well there's a lot of moisture in the skies. Especially where these boats sail."{s/ay} Remi replies, sounding almost studious. "All it would take is a few birds depositing a shell that wasn't empty, or those...flying wyrms? who have a few stowaways on them." He shrugs, not finding it all difficult to imagine the circumstances which led to this strange ecosystem that I absolutely didn't just make up.

Remi growls with feigned annoyance as he's nuzzled, before reaching out to accept the twine. Adding in a few feathers, the alchemist ties the entire thing together in a series of knots which are quite tight, but not necessarily pretty to look at. For all of his skill, creating beautiful bobbles intentionally is not necessarily one of his abilities.

"It's actually strangely beautiful here." The mist, the dropoff toward the sea, the vibrant garden that snarls in the middle of the city. "Shame about the architecture."{\'/say} Sorry Seraphina, but the gothic spires and oppressive angles were certainly not the alchemist's taste.

The Lullaby