oh but that's the irony: broken people are not fragile
Once again Ronin has outthought him with far more ease than the alchemist would have thought. "Oh, I see." He mumbles apologetically, reaching out with his wounded fingers without thinking, only for the compass to drop between them. Staring for a moment, surprised, then confused, Remi reaches delicately and pinches at the compass to hold it between his three fingers.
"I have it." And had he had the energy or the working fingers, he'd have reached for it in his pocket. Instead, he just rubs one of his eyes against his shoulder. "It depends why I am going, I think." Remi answers. He thinks Ronin wants him to say, No of course not. Please stop me, or better yet, I wont' ever be that way again. Instead, he continues. "Maybe that is the wrong answer, but...why else have we been given immortality if not precisely so that when we say we would die for something, we can actually mean it?"
"I have it." And had he had the energy or the working fingers, he'd have reached for it in his pocket. Instead, he just rubs one of his eyes against his shoulder. "It depends why I am going, I think." Remi answers. He thinks Ronin wants him to say, No of course not. Please stop me, or better yet, I wont' ever be that way again. Instead, he continues. "Maybe that is the wrong answer, but...why else have we been given immortality if not precisely so that when we say we would die for something, we can actually mean it?"
The Lullaby
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
