But my words, like silent raindrops fell

Remi There’s only two mistakes that I have made: Running from the people who could love me best, & trying to fix a world that I can’t change Glancing to the side to read Ronin's expression with a curious stare, wanting to make sure he hadn't pressed their camaraderie too far given all that had happened, he allowed himself a small grin and settled against his friend. Ronin's words were like icewater in Remi's veins. Though he doubted his friend had said them with the intention to wound, inwardly the alchemist reeled. His breath hitched, lips falling open. "Ronin I didn't think—" The fucking phrase again. "I thought we would all be fine .. we did the things we were told.." He was rambling now, his words like bandaids on wet skin. Sliding an arm in and around Ronin, Remi shook his head gently against the guild masters, staring up into the raftered ceiling. "I think I hate this place." He concluded.