nae second spring again

all we are is skin & bone trained to get along

How nice of me, to invite my burglar in. It must have been you who provided whatever we smoked. I do not remember having much back then. Remi thought with an amused shake of his head.  The mention of being liked and the making of stars had the alchemist grasping desperately for a feeling of nostalgia and reciprocation that simply wouldn't come. There had been a moment between he and the fox that had changed things, but it had been stolen from him. Clicking his rows of white teeth together, a flutter of melancholy dripped through the bond.

Mmm. The raccoon agreed with a noncommittal sort of raccoon-shrug. Apparently we dated..and...when I lost my memories he...ahhh, well. Was far less patient about it than you are being. Then after Ronin died I ... well I do not know what happened. But he left me a note, saying he had decided to ask the Voice to forget me. With a wince, Remi swallowed, the gulp of awkwardness warbling through the bond as well.  

With a strange sort of open-mouthed gasp, Remi looked up at the fox, a protest of that is not what I meant on his lips. But for some reason he didn't say it. Instead, he merely grinned and shrugged. Someone else might, but not you. You are on your best behaviour after all.

forever going with the flow, but you're friction

Coding base by Sky!