i've hidden all my fears in a book for only my eyes to see
Running his free hand up the side of one cheek and then into his curls, the alchemist tugs in a breath which he holds. What Ronin could do, was go back in time. What he could do was tether Remi to the bed or chain him in a pit somewhere to stop him from making bad choices. Apart from that, there really wasn't much to be done now. "SWorD." The alchemist grumbles as he exhales. 'What a stupid thing to be called.' Petulantly said and even more petulantly felt, something about it was satisfying just the same.
"I am just not sure what I am meant to do in the long run. Hotaru will no doubt return at some point, either cured or not, and wanting to see them. Do I let her? Is it always supervised? And what of when they do start to grow? Is she in their lives, or not? How could I ever let them go with her, knowing what she has done? What she continues to do?" Remi doesn't expect his husband to have the answers, but still his pale gaze is pleading as he glances into his husband's eyes.
"I am just not sure what I am meant to do in the long run. Hotaru will no doubt return at some point, either cured or not, and wanting to see them. Do I let her? Is it always supervised? And what of when they do start to grow? Is she in their lives, or not? How could I ever let them go with her, knowing what she has done? What she continues to do?" Remi doesn't expect his husband to have the answers, but still his pale gaze is pleading as he glances into his husband's eyes.
THE
ALCHEMIST
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
