endless numbered days

REMI For a moment Remi happily leaned into the affectionate scritches, before another of Sugar's demanding screeches reminded him that he was currently being held beneath Ronin's arm while a very angry and childish dragon was contesting his permission to be int he guildhall. Shifting into his own body, which more or less meant that Ronin had his arm awkwardly around Remi's neck and shoulder, the alchemist grinned playfully over at the dragon, arching upwards and then giving Ronin a dirty look. "Handsy much?" He asked with a laugh, ruffling a hand through his hair before bending down to look at the dragonling. "I thought we had agreed that there would be no attacking? Not all of the attacking." He scolded, but his smile was far too broad for his words to sound even remotely angry.