all we are is skin & bone trained to get along
"I suppose we will find out how edible it is soon." The alchemist replied with a laugh. Turning to follow Bastien's gaze, Remi nodded and sighed, wrapping a batter-covered arm around himself as he gazed down at the star-eyed girl. Aoife looked up at Bastien, uninterested, and continued her banging.
"Oh?" Setting down his spatula, Remi watched with pale and appreciative eyes as Bastien opened and revealed the gift. Blinking in surprised delight, he looked up towards Bastien and then back down at the blanket, his fingers splaying overtop of it but not touching. He was far too dirty for that sort of thing, but still he was drawn to it. "Ah, but it is beautiful!" He gushed happily, hoping that Bastien wouldn't take offense to the fact that he couldn't properly hold it in his hands to appreciate it at the moment.
Tilting his head as their appeared to be more within the paper, Remi looked blankly at the wood for a moment. At first he thought that perhaps Bastien wanted Remi to use his magic on it for some reason or another until the artist turned it around. There, in stunning and small likeness, was the former-baron and his best friend. Something inside his chest gave an unhappy flutter while at the same time another part of himself leaped with joy. "Oh Bastien—" This he did take despite the mess on his hands, though he held it reverently and as delicately as he could.
"This is so wonderful...it is...both of these, are perfect." With eyes shiny with joy, appreciation, and a weighted and latent sort of sorrow, Remi smiled boyishly at this strange man who had somehow become his friend. "Thank you. So very much."
"Oh?" Setting down his spatula, Remi watched with pale and appreciative eyes as Bastien opened and revealed the gift. Blinking in surprised delight, he looked up towards Bastien and then back down at the blanket, his fingers splaying overtop of it but not touching. He was far too dirty for that sort of thing, but still he was drawn to it. "Ah, but it is beautiful!" He gushed happily, hoping that Bastien wouldn't take offense to the fact that he couldn't properly hold it in his hands to appreciate it at the moment.
Tilting his head as their appeared to be more within the paper, Remi looked blankly at the wood for a moment. At first he thought that perhaps Bastien wanted Remi to use his magic on it for some reason or another until the artist turned it around. There, in stunning and small likeness, was the former-baron and his best friend. Something inside his chest gave an unhappy flutter while at the same time another part of himself leaped with joy. "Oh Bastien—" This he did take despite the mess on his hands, though he held it reverently and as delicately as he could.
"This is so wonderful...it is...both of these, are perfect." With eyes shiny with joy, appreciation, and a weighted and latent sort of sorrow, Remi smiled boyishly at this strange man who had somehow become his friend. "Thank you. So very much."
forever going with the flow, but you're friction
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.
