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remi When the heart of this star-crossed voyager beats in time with yours Stilling as his son thinks, Remi does his best not to flinch or frown as shrines are mentioned. It's difficult for him not to let his own past traumas and biases spill over into his parenting. Though he knows his son will not be able to live a life free of divine intervention, especially given who he was, still the alchemist cautions thoughtfulness at nearly every turn where the heralds are involved. "Perhaps you could take some cuttings from here and let them grow in Stormbreak? You never know what might happen when you take flora out of its native environment and let it grow elsewhere." With a conspiritorial wink Remi grins. "It is a good shop." He agrees heartily. "And though Ronin is much better at it than I, most like receiving compliments." His shop was not not brick and mortar. There was a good deal of blood, sweat, and tears that had gone into it already. "Come vuoi." Glancing into the bowl, the alchemist considers for a moment before letting his head tilt from side to side. "Maybe...altri due fiori. Cosa ne pensi?" Whatever Mateo ends up choosing, two more, 8 more, or no more, the colour will be perfect. 'No, not like those things. It is high above the treeline and partially away from the village so that the amount of light is very low. That way you can see the stars easily. An observatory is usually a place reserved for studying the sky and the stars. Apparently there is a pod of starwhales that can often be seen from it, if you would like to see one night and look for them?"