1958. New Flames

"You have already had six visitors since you came back here. Are you really not going to work on new potions?" The old master alchemist found that Remey had come to the upper floors of the alchemy building again. The guild had been waiting to hear fro, her since she and Ignus had isolated themselves. 

"If I make anything, no one will be able to afford it right now. If I even succeed. I would explain more but you will just keep asking questions." Remey's attitude made the old mast alchemist want to argue, but he was old enough to not act the same age as Remey and be childish. 

"Well, you are a master in title only here. Remember that you are not really a master alchemist." the old master alchemist knew that this was the right amount of taunting to push Remey forward. He had used this once or twice as the two experimented.