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Clicking the door shut behind him, the sight of Remi awake and sassing him couldn't help but bring a smile to the guildmaster's face, and Ronin stepped up to sit at the side of the bed with a carefree shrug. "I'll be sure to let the gracious head of the infirmary know," he murmured, wondering how Isla would take that if he really did make comment on the quality of the care she was providing. "Though I do have a few bits of jerky if you're that starving," he added, tipping the other man a wink before glancing over him once more, carefully. "That lion shift must have given you the nine lives along with it," he said, sounding rather grave for a moment before he perked himself back up for Remi. The alchemist likely didn't want serious and morose, especially after his ordeal. "More to the point, though - you were not in your shop when I needed to commission you for something. It's simply not acceptable, Remi. You ought to have taken on an apprentice by now, surely." RONIN if there's one thing i'm good at, it's surviving