& my heart ran away from me
Unable to help it, especially given the tension, Remi can't help but chuckle at the grains of sand that remain smeared across Isla's pale skin. He resists the urge to wipe them away partially because the pair haven't figured out what and where their lines were yet, but also because as an ascended it probably didn't bother her. Still, it made her seem unfairly adorable.
"Oh is that so? I bet it is just killing Wessex that she cannot do it herself. Though..." With a frown that wants to be more understanding than it is, Remi winces. "Is Sam upset that he cannot do it?" It wouldn't surprise the alchemist that, if after all this time, the bookmaker thought that Remi might still love him in some small way.
'Ah, well that is you all over. Absolutely a wet blanket. Unfortunately..." Shrugging and crinkling his nose, aiming to look both boyishly apologetic and unbothered at the same time. "..killing me will not stop the war. It might not even matter, really."
"Oh is that so? I bet it is just killing Wessex that she cannot do it herself. Though..." With a frown that wants to be more understanding than it is, Remi winces. "Is Sam upset that he cannot do it?" It wouldn't surprise the alchemist that, if after all this time, the bookmaker thought that Remi might still love him in some small way.
'Ah, well that is you all over. Absolutely a wet blanket. Unfortunately..." Shrugging and crinkling his nose, aiming to look both boyishly apologetic and unbothered at the same time. "..killing me will not stop the war. It might not even matter, really."
THE
LULLABY
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.
