Make me understand

"I will take that as a compliment." He chuckled slyly, allowing her to touch and handle and do whatever else she might with the upgrade. "A friend of mine is an ascended as well. I believe I told you of him?" Just now he couldn't quite recall. That night with Isla was a blur of snow and should-be-frozen feet and ecstasy. "He did not chose his ascension. Not the way I have heard it told anyhow. And he misses being able to feel...or at least, he thinks the inability to do so makes him not normal." So saying with a frown, the alchemist sighed and took a seat across from Isla's desk. "I had thought perhaps I could create something for him, but wanted to speak with the Voice to see...well, if it would work, but also if she found it permissible, I suppose?" Remi shrugged gently, conjuring a feather in his hands to gently ghost it across his palm. "She...well interestingly she said she had not been there for his ascension. But she did consider his desire to feel a flaw, or at least my attempt to try and alter it was, anyhow. She did give her approval, in a fashion. Though she said the upgrade would be irreversible and might have averse effects, though she left before she elaborated on what those might be. Intentionally I assume." REMI What have I become? My sweetest friend—Everyone I know goes away in the end If I could start again, a million miles away, I would keep myself. I would find a way