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Ronin couldn't help the way he raised his eyebrows at Remi's comment, his lips threatening to twitch into a smile that he had to stifle. "I'm not quite sure how to answer that," he admitted. Mostly because now he was thinking of not letting Remi leave the bed, and all of the warmth and comfort that he drew shamelessly from the other man in his sleep threatened to kindle into something that burned much brighter. Luckily, the alchemist's confusion helped to ground him again, Ronin reaching out to grasp the other man's hand. "Listen to me, Remi," he said softly. "I'm not lying to you, or pandering to your ego when I say this. But Zariah could not have made you do anything." He squeezed Remi's hand. "She has lightning? So what? You have earth enough to cancel it out. You can create things some can only dream of, and you can literally change the properties of objects." Ronin laughed quietly. "And on top of that you turn into a fucking lion whenever you like. I see you, Remi, even if you don't. And I'm telling you, you make the Launceleyns look like kittens." RONIN if there's one thing i'm good at, it's surviving