Worthless and Broken

The predatory pulses in Remi found comfort in Pim's aggressive vocalizations as well, a thought which would have been horrifying to the alchemist months prior. Now though he let himself slip into a selfish haze of anger and fury, learning for the first time how blurry indeed the line between love and hate could become. "I know you do." Remi agreed, nodding against her. "Gossip? How could it be? I am allowed to talk about my feelings." He said with a sigh. Giving his friend a look as she reminded him of the promise he'd made, the alchemist could only shrug. "And he isn't to hurt my friends. It is one thing if you two...just had a fight, but this?" No, this was beyond unacceptable. Deep down though, Remi knew if he went to Loren know in Phoebe's defense, the summoner would never forgive him. Loren would never let it go that the alchemist had chosen Phoebe's needs over Loren's, and though Remi shouldn't have cared, should have immediately sided with the midwife, the cold icicle in his belly was more than indication that things were not so black and white. "Absolutely not." He said, pulling her close and kissing her forehead. With a finger turned into a feather, Remi softly pushed away the tears rolling down her cheeks. Then, with a boyish smile, he shrugged. "Then again...weak, he said?" Reaching his hands around to her biceps, he squeezed and made a comically disappointed look. "You could do with some pushups, I suppose.." REMI I forgot what it was like, to think I found you finding me