Heads on a science apart

ludo Braved the forests, braved the stone Braved the icy winds and fire Braved and beat them on my own Ludo did not smile - couldn't rather - but two wisps of fabric pressed together before them in what could only be delight at the news that it had almost gotten Remi, even if it hadn't been successful. In fact, the less happy the alchemist seemed about that encounter, the more Ludo seemed to enjoy it. "But of course a memory of yours. I doubt you have any others rattling around in there." So saying, a tendril would tickle at Remi's ear, like Ludo could see into there (it most likely could). "Well I wouldn't say anything. It must be something that holds significance to you. A person. I do not want a memory of your breakfast last week," it said, surging up and over Remi again to hover before him on the snow. It did not have breath to fog the air between them, but there was still an air of anticipation around it. "Yes, it will be gone. Like it never existed."