ain't no party like a Taliesin party

REMI

the alchemist

there's a feeling i get when i look to the west,
& my spirit is crying for leaving.

Remi smiles, not that it reaches his eyes, and taps his fingers against the table. "Oh? Is that so." The Lullaby wonders, and gods if the words, tell me more about how your son was conceived...? don't burn on his tongue. "How very lucky the Order has you to hope on their behalf." He adds, raising his empty wine glass to cheers the Spyglass.

The sound of laughter is cutting, but then, Remi doesn't mind the pain. "Any more children on the horizon, then?" He asks, and if this is a play on words about Finn doing the things that were good for him, Remi's expression gives no answer. However as Finn mentions Remi's happiness, the alchemist suddenly sits straighter as if having only just now realized that no, Finn wouldn't have seen this side of him before. Uncertain if he was at all bothered by this new insight, Remi leans back in his chair and clears his throat. "Being with Ronin isn't just about happiness. He is my everything, on good days and bad."

in my thoughts I have seen rings of smoke through the trees
& the voices of those who stand looking.