the lullaby
'Ah.' The Lullaby doesn't hide his disappointment, but nor does it let it linger. Besides, it hardly mattered at all in the big scheme of things he and Isla could do together, and didn't matter in the slightest here and now with her still nestled between his legs.
"Where I live is more beautiful and more deadly." The Lullaby clarifies with a mischievous grin, his eyebrows bobbing slightly. "Though I suppose I was just wandering around as a ball of fire, so I can see why the island has left us alone. That is my bad." He adds apologetically.
Deciding that perhaps their renewed friendship (it had only been about 10 minutes after all) might not be receptive to needless commentary about the brothel's name, Remi merely nods. As Isla begins to speak, Remi carefully leans back just enough so that the places they touched were partitioned by a piece of clothing that she wouldn't be subjected to the caustic swirl of emotions that Sunjata's name always brought with it. Though he did his best to keep his expression neutral, to hear that Sunjata hadn't caught feelings for Isla had Remi's jaw dropping before he even realized it, and no amount of awkward throat-clearing could hide it.
Ruffling a hand through his curls, Remi sips in a breath and squints up at the clouds over his wing. What was his place to say or comment on wasn't something he had any idea how to gauge, and so as he exhaled with enough force to send the curls on his forehead bouncing, the Lullaby could only shake his head. "That...sounds very rough." He mumbles at last, letting his gaze drop back to her. "At Flora's opening..." What he meant to say was that Isl and Sunjata had looked very cozy together, but then Remi recalled seeing Hotaru pull the Flood just after he'd been done speaking to Ronin and they had also looked cozy.
"Gods, and I've been such an ass to you when we have bumped into one another."
"Where I live is more beautiful and more deadly." The Lullaby clarifies with a mischievous grin, his eyebrows bobbing slightly. "Though I suppose I was just wandering around as a ball of fire, so I can see why the island has left us alone. That is my bad." He adds apologetically.
Deciding that perhaps their renewed friendship (it had only been about 10 minutes after all) might not be receptive to needless commentary about the brothel's name, Remi merely nods. As Isla begins to speak, Remi carefully leans back just enough so that the places they touched were partitioned by a piece of clothing that she wouldn't be subjected to the caustic swirl of emotions that Sunjata's name always brought with it. Though he did his best to keep his expression neutral, to hear that Sunjata hadn't caught feelings for Isla had Remi's jaw dropping before he even realized it, and no amount of awkward throat-clearing could hide it.
Ruffling a hand through his curls, Remi sips in a breath and squints up at the clouds over his wing. What was his place to say or comment on wasn't something he had any idea how to gauge, and so as he exhaled with enough force to send the curls on his forehead bouncing, the Lullaby could only shake his head. "That...sounds very rough." He mumbles at last, letting his gaze drop back to her. "At Flora's opening..." What he meant to say was that Isl and Sunjata had looked very cozy together, but then Remi recalled seeing Hotaru pull the Flood just after he'd been done speaking to Ronin and they had also looked cozy.
"Gods, and I've been such an ass to you when we have bumped into one another."
You trace my lines, stirring my soul
shoot sparks at the heart of the world
& I watch it explode
shoot sparks at the heart of the world
& I watch it explode
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.
