For Science

remi The higher I climb the farther I fall when I do Remi's brows raised at this suggestion, and after a moment he nodded hesitantly. "I...sort of think I might not be able to. That, or if you held it, I wonder if your body would be pushed, but your arm would remain still?" His nose crinkled slightly as his considered this and what possible uses it might have. Watching Sam strike such a nearly-challenging sort of stance, Remi couldn't help but snort in amusement. He did have to swallow down a moment's uneasiness as his eyes looked at the bookmaker's open and awaiting palm, before taking a breath and nodding. Gently, his calloused but strong fingers mirrored Sam's hand, sliding against his palm as he laced his fingers around the other man's hand. With a gentle squeeze of his fingers, Remi could indeed move Sam's arm. Given Sam's ascended strength, it felt as difficult to move as the alchemist would have expected it to be, though he was able to pin Sam's hand against the counter. "I win." He chuckled happily, releasing Sam's hand.