not your burden to bear

REMI

Remi snorts at the list of things Finn has chosen that are meant to underscore Remi's managing. "Well, like you told me earlier: You're entitled to your beliefs." It doesn't feel...genuine to try and argue down Finn's opinion of him, and so Remi stays silently stunned. Finn hasn't been this wrong yet, but it's nice to know he's human.

Remi can feel a cold prickle on the back of his neck as Finn mentions needing more than what's in the bag. He can't ask him what it is, because no matter the answer, it won't be something Remi can provide. Pleasure, sympathy, absolution, the truth...But he can make the man a drink, lacing it with the contents of the bag. Rising from the chair and moving slowly towards the dresser where the bag has been placed, Remi removes a small sachel of leaves and a small bag of powder. Inhaling, though not deeply, the Alchemist tries to place the scent.

Creating a rather fragile and dainty teacup (though it's quite a strange shape) full of hot water, Remi adds a few leaves and a pinch of powder. Pausing, brows furrowed, he glances at Finn's gaunt face and the hand slung over his eyes, and adds a bit more. "It'll need a moment to steep." The Alchemist advises, hovering like a reaper at Finn's bedside, absently swirling the tea.

honest feelings and bad timing
make the most painful combination.

Code taken from Sky who is utter perfection