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REMI ABRUZZO When these weary days, when these days are done We'll be in the sun "Ahh well, I will let you negotiate that yourself. Something tells me you are better at it than I would be." Remi replied with a grin, wondering what Amalia might say or do to him if she found out that he'd traded away half of her inventory to a ravenous fox all for the recipe of some bread she may or may not already know how to make. "Oh?" Remi asked with at tilt of his head, wondering if the price the forest required was something Remi couldn't pay, or something that Ianto simply wasn't letting him. Was that to keep Remi constantly in need of the fox? Or was it for his own well-being? "Mmm...just once, then?" The alchemist asked, tone vague, lips quivering into a bit of a smile as he raised a brow. Nudging Ianto back with a light chuckle, Remi narrowed his eyes ahead trying to discern which tree it was that they might be after. "I was told that the sap was hallucinogenic." He mused. "Will collecting it in a glass container be enough do you think?" When these weary days, when these days are through I'll be working my way back to you