While the scene with the lovely Trip played itself out, Remiel pulled his various bits and pieces on--minus, of course, his hat and gloves--to return to his chair with yet another sherry.  He winked at Will and Wisti, silently mouthing the word "threesome" to the latter, then glancing pointedly at Christa, then leaning back with an irredeemable smirk.<br/><br/>His eyes sought out Michi No Sora's once again, and when they met, he saluted her with his glass.