If Everyone Was Listening

REMI

the lullaby

I wear this crown of thorns
Upon my liar's chair

That does illicit an eye roll from Remi. "I think that says more about how easy it is for you to hate than about the people you hate." He points out tonelessly, wondering what it was about Nate and the situation they found themselves in that made it so easy to want to just needle the ascended relentlessly with his words.

Raising a brow, if anything, Remi finds Nate's attempts at intimidation easier to bear that cool silences, if only because physical threats are something he understands implicitly. "Are you sure about that? We both suspected the other of fires they did not start. Sounds pretty even to me." As for why? Gesturing at Nate's entire stance of hostility, Remi bobs his eyebrows suggestively. "Well we both know you cannot even hurt me let alone kill me. What better way to get at me then, than hurting someone I care about?" Willfully ignoring the friendship that he should assume was between the two medics, the alchemist just shrugs his shoulders with a vague air of having made his point.

Full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!