All That Glitters

The offering of his hand felt...momentous to the alchemist in a way that did not seem reciprocated by the bookmaker. That was understandable, of course, given the history between the two (what was a brief touching of their hands after all), and yet something in Remi felt...disappointed. All of this was for Sam's benefit, and yet Remi was somehow made to feel like it was he who was carrying this burden. A burden he wasn't even sure he wanted. But he'd tried. He'd gone to Sam's, he'd sat and talked, he'd left when he was asked to, he'd come now, he'd been bitten and offered his hand...it might not be much, not given their history but ... that was someone else. Remi watched with a slow smile as Sam began to shift. With the ascended's eyes closed it was easier for Remi to gaze upon him, to watch the feathers that were identical to Remi's own sprout and spread across his arms and body and to watch him dwindle in size. The alchemist's lips pulled out in a smile slightly, before he sighed. Clearly Sam knew what he was doing...because they had done this before.. Swiping wearily at his eyes, Remi nodded as the mental words echoed in his mind. Trotting forward to leap into the air as he normally did, Remi's shift was swift and well-practiced and with a few beats of his wings he was high above the labyrinth. Lead on. Remi called. Яemi But now it's happily ever never. I guess now I know better