follow my lead

remi "As opposed to the other meaning of the guild, which is just so that you could have a big fancy guildhall for you and Vanya to....?" Trailing off, Remi just chuckled and grinned. "That you would even doubt me, hurts Ronin. It really does." Remi quipped in return, feigning injury. "Almost as much as my ribs do." He added with a groan. "Am I able to talk." Remi said with a laugh as if the answer was obvious, but of course it wasn't obvious at all. Placing a hand on Ronin's shoulder to press himself out of the bed, Remi's legs shook beneath him, having not really been used in a week or so. "You know...perhaps just for..ahh...expediency, a man carrying a raccoon would probably make less noise, right?"