See yourself through my eyes

Obvious? Oh sure. But did that mean Remi wanted Phoebe to see the contours of his penis through the relatively thin (and perhaps now not completely dry) white sheets of the bed? Glancing skeptically towards Sam, Remi tilted his head with silent puzzlement. His raised eyebrow seeming to say, last time she heard? So...not only did Sam and Phoebe know each other, but apparently Remi had been the topic of conversation last time? Excellent, he thought with a wry inward smile, shaking his head slightly. "This might still be my deathbed you know. All the more reason for Sam to be kissing me goodbye I'd say." Remi said, his sunny smile completely at odds with how displeased the midwife clearly was. Trying to sit himself up slightly more, this time ensuring he kept the sheets well around his waist, he raised a playful brow towards Phoebe. "Hanky panky mm?" He quipped with a grin. "I will have you know all sets of hands were above the sheets, thank you very much." Remi chided in a manner as similar as any brother. Glancing towards the foot of the bed where Sam had seated himself, Remi smiled boyishly towards him, a sparkle of mischief in his gaze before looking back to Phoebe. With a sigh, his smile faded. "We were in the woods and a mutant bear attacked us. Truthfully I would be dead if not for Sam. I tried to hold it off, but it was far stronger than I, even as a lion." Glancing down at his bandages sides which yes, were bleeding slightly more, the alchemist shrugged. "Isla would be able to tell you that better than I. I know my surgery took most of the night though." remi I always forget that you can't read my mind