shipwrecks

remi When the heart of this star-crossed voyager beats in time with yours "I have a few years on you." The alchemist replies with a warm laugh and boyish shrug. Though compared to his son Remi looks anything like a boy despite his equally dimpled cheeks and muddy clothing. Mateo's suggestions have the alchemist swallowing down all the things he might have said were it someone else sitting here with him instead of his son. "Well, as thoughtful as that is...I was thinking of something we could bring to her." He doesn't quite feel guilt creeping up in the back his throat, but whatever it was, it was oily and thick. "Maybe we could build a small model of the houseboat, and you could paint it for her. We could use it to test out the paint if I can catch something for the oil, in time." Remi says this as if hunting wasn't one of the things he was best at. "Oh, hey...tell me more about this friend you wanted me to bring with you to visit." Mateo had said his name was Everest which was the name of Finn's son. Only...Finn's son was just a baby, so surely...