Secret Keeper

Grinning, Remi shrugged. "Imagine you were holding a large hoop. Now imagine I asked you to join hands with someone else, and move the hoop from your left hand, to their right hand. It would have to go over both of your bodies. This would test your communication skills and would force you to be ...ahh..close." Grinning at how silly it all sounded, Remi shrugged again. "Things like that. It is meant to be fun with no pressure, but also hints at what compatibility you might have." Koel? That was certainly an interesting pick. The alchemist had never thought of the Overseer in that way, but he supposed that he was rather handsome. And certainly kind, if not incredibly overworked and stressed out all the time. Remi was certain the Overseer had come over with the rest of them, but since the initial few days he'd been relatively scarce. That wasn't terribly surprising though; Koel had all but experienced a mental breakdown and had to be hauled back to civilization just before they all arrived here. And as a scout he probably thought he had better things to do than setting up shop in the Settlement as Remi had. "I will definitely add Koel to the list." Remi said with a non-judgmental smile. Actually Koel probably would be quite a perfect candidate. Remi had no idea what the man's preferences were when it came to women, but he'd soon find out. At the mention of Bastien, Remi grinned and nodded. "We do sound alike." He agreed with a nod, his grin widening as she mentioned that she found him handsome. "If you let him, I am sure he would do most of the talking for you." Remi chuckled. "Has Bastien mentioned his...ah...church to you?" Given that the man had openly spoken of orgies to please Safrin, Remi couldn't quite say if that would be a help or a hindrance for what Phoebe was after. REMI So come on, get higher, loosen my lips, faith and desire and the swing of your hips Just pull me down hard and drown me in love