Clever with his words. That was a more accurate way to describe him. But Belle was none the wiser. Had she always been so trusting? Remington was the exact opposite. He was suspicious of everyone. "Lucky for you I have even more wine and some other drink options as well." As a fire elemental, Belle's tolerance was likely quite high. They'd have to put it to the test tonight. It was a good thing Candi was out and possibly not returning tonight. At least he hoped not.
His coy grin faded as she spoke of living through other wars. "Your birthday falls on," he sighed, "An unfortunate date." He was among the first troops sent into Afghanistan. Of course, Remington ended up in Iraq later, but then he was back in Afghanistan to end his military career. Thinking of it caused him to rub his upper thigh. Sometimes memories triggered phantom pains in the shrapnel scars.