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remi When the heart of this star-crossed voyager beats in time with yours "Easily done. I can show you. Some can simply be cut and placed into water to take root. Others need to be spliced into other plants in order to grow." It would all depend on what his son took and though the florist would know better than anyone, Remi was fairly confident he could get a bit of the Greatwood back to Stormbreak alive. Watching Mateo's technique with approval, Remi too lets his fingers glide through the grasses around them. He hates how at ease he is here in the Woods, if only because he knows that this will never be his forever home. He and Ronin are likely destined to be vagabonds for all of their days, no matter how long they might settle in any one place. Still, this place seems to be with the heart of him—or he with it—and though he doesn't take any particular note of it now, in years to come, he will look fondly back on this moment by the riverside with his son. "Mhmmm. So long as you are not too tired." Remi winks at Mateo, knowing full-well that with something to look forward to, the boy will have more than enough energy to make it to midnight. "We will have to bring an offering to Safrin with us, as the observatory is also one of her shrines." The alchemist instructs. "What do you think she would like? She quite liked the paintings you used to make for her when you were small."