[se] we come in waves

the lullaby

"I can still do that." Remi agrees, refusing his mind even an inch of freedom with which it might consider any of the ramifications of dreaming with Isla. You know, like waking up naked next to her if he ever had to go to her, of being able to create an entire not-real world to lose themselves in.

"Er, well..." Sheepishly, Remi bites at the corner of his cheek and winces. "..I thought Ancient and fire went together. Of everything I can become I thought that would be the least...er, hostile? Excluding the raccoon, but then I would never have been able to keep up with you." He explains.

Forcing golden thoughts to the forefront of his mind - and honestly, if Ronin could put to bed the issues he'd had with Sunjata surely Remi could as well - he wraps an arm around Isla's shoulders to tug her against him as his wing further encircled them. "It was not not my fault, either." Rather than Sunjata-directed venom, Remi's emotions are simply violet backwash as he remembers calling Isla selfish in the wake of her having lost him, then Cal, then Sunjata.

"Is there anything I can do? Now, or just...in general?"

You trace my lines, stirring my soul
shoot sparks at the heart of the world
& I watch it explode

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!