For Science

remi The higher I climb the farther I fall when I do "Ah...well, I do not not value them." He said with an unhelpful sort of chuckle. "But I am not sure I would say that they were especially precious to me. Though I am happy to have them now." Remi added, gesturing to the tea in the cup, and taking another sip. Watching Sam's display just made Remi grin all the more, his eyes now sliding over Sam given the excuse he'd been given. "Very fancy indeed." Remi said with a laugh, shaking his head. "Well I was a lowly commoner back in Northaven despite how much wine I drank, so I am not convinced that drinking more here will have much of an effect. But if you insist, I do happen to make quite good wine, but someone suggested tea instead." The alchemist added with a wry laugh. Sam's flirtation was indeed interpreted as such, and glancing up quickly, the alchemist saw the (un???)intentional way Sam's finger moved along the handle of the cup, bringing an immediate corral blush to Remi's cheeks. He couldn't help but think of the way he'd been pressed so close to the bookmaker in the labyrinth, the raw hurricane of sensations that had overtaken him. Unlike last time though, this version of Remi did stop to consider the implications of the bite. Was ... whatever tentative attraction he might feel for Sam simply because his passions had already been stirred, and now his mind was merely linking them together? Or ... was there something actually here? A spark that had been struck independently of their venture into the labyrinth. "Orders? Sure." Remi said after a moment, glancing up with roguish smile. "You probably should not bite me when I am a lion. You think you can obey that?" He asked crookedly. "Have you ever been a lion before?"