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"Okay." Remi agreed softly. Picking up Aoife in her basket, Remi added a few extra skins just in case. He knew babies were fragile and were perhaps more susceptible to the cold. Naively though it was like he thought by bundling her up he could somehow protect her from what she was about to be a part of, even if she wouldn't ever remember it. Outside, Isla had already come. Though she was respectful of the way she could now invade Remi's mind so easily, she'd tried to give the guildmaster and the alchemist their space. Still, she had sensed when she was needed and had made herself ready outside. "This is going to be so hard." He confided to her softly, to which she simply nodded in agreement. Swallowing, Remi indeed partially-created and partially-transmuted a wagon into being. Though Isla was less than pleased at being demoted to cart-horse, for the purposes of this she was more than willing. Attaching a series of crude harnesses to her, Remi placed Aoife on a separate seat from where Vanya would be laid in the back. He and Ronin would have to walk, but he thought that would be alright. It wasn't as if they were in a rush. "Ready?" He asked his friend with a respectful smile. remi Don't pretend it's such a mystery Think about the place where you first met me