Pretend this is real for a while

R E M I "Oh." Remi grinned with boyish delight. He'd almost forgotten all about her stories, and though the thought of such did not slow his mind at all, turning his attention towards the illustrations he'd promised her was certainly more soothing. Snorting, the alchemist agreed, though there was an amused but wary smirk on his face. "Number one, all of the drinking games I know are meant to encourage flirting." He said cheekily. "And number two, did you just suggest drinking as a way of coping with my problems?" So saying, he rose off the ground—offering a hand to Vai if she needed it—and scooped the cleaned meat up into his arms. Using his telekinesis he plucked the guts and remains, before giving her huntress a look over his shoulder. "Are we using this? Or would Chunk like them?"