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Sugar trilled back at Remi, sitting sentinel on the arm of his chair even if he wouldn't be able to see her. Ronin couldn't not smile at the sight of her, though he was soon wrapped up in the task of trying to figure out what exactly had happened to Remi. "Ah-- sorry," he said softly at the prick of claws along his arm, pausing until it was clear that the alchemist was alright for him to continue. "Almost done," he murmured, wincing and continuing to tease away the dressings until finally they were completely unwound. Ronin was left with a pile of blood soaked bandages in his lap, though he was already putting them aside so he could carefully cup Remi's chin in his hand, tilting his head ever so slightly so he could examine the damage in the full light of the fire. "...Who did this to you?" he whispered. RONIN Darkness is a funny thing. It creeps up on you.