Your move

Brow furrowed in a mix of confusion and concern, Ronin didn't really know what to do as Remi reached up and... and well. It was something so simple, really, to touch the tip of his finger with his own, except Remi couldn't actually see. Lips parting with surprise, Ronin inhaled sharply and sat up a little, drawing the alchemist with him. "You can..." he echoed, eyes wide, smile bright. "How? Wh... I don't understand." Not that he really cared either, a laugh rumbling up in his chest. "How many fingers do you see?" he asked, drawing his hand back to hold up three fingers between them. RONIN if there's one thing i'm good at, it's surviving