even my darkness shines for you
"But also why?" Ronin wonders right back, with a grin flashed in Remi's direction for good measure. Munching on cold cuts and cheese and meandering around the shop as if it's all real, as if he can smell the flowers and ink and tea, as if he can hear wind chimes and other things rustling in the branches of the tree, he considers Remi's struggles with the name. "I'd just call it The Alchemist," he says softly, turning to glance back at his husband.
It's the man Remi used to be, the man he wants to rediscover in some part. And besides, the place isn't quite an apothecary, isn't quite an artisan's craft shop. It's a lot of somethings, and things that might become other things. Alchemy.
"If you'd prefer something more flowery though, I can certainly think on it." Letting out a sigh, he turns to head back to the counter and nods his approval. "Looks even better from here," he says.
It's the man Remi used to be, the man he wants to rediscover in some part. And besides, the place isn't quite an apothecary, isn't quite an artisan's craft shop. It's a lot of somethings, and things that might become other things. Alchemy.
"If you'd prefer something more flowery though, I can certainly think on it." Letting out a sigh, he turns to head back to the counter and nods his approval. "Looks even better from here," he says.
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