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Ronin felt himself tense, too, as Isla directed her horn directly between Remi's already ruined eyes. He didn't doubt that his friend would be as still as he could, and that Isla would only do what was necessary, but even so Ronin was prepared to hold him down if he needed to. Luckily, that didn't come to pass. Even so, the ex-captain had never seen healing magic in action before, and to see it up close and personal was fascinating bordering on the grotesque. (Perhaps it was a blessing that Remi couldn't see the note of bemused interest on Ronin's face). The moment shattered as Isla finished her work, and Ronin released Remi only to catch him again as he slumped forward. A muscle feathering in his jaw, he held the alchemist as close as he dared without hurting him, fingers still absently trying to tease through bloodied curls. "I'm right here, okay? We'll get through this, same as we get through everything else. You'll see again, Remi. I promise." RONIN Darkness is a funny thing. It creeps up on you.