I keep dancing on my own

Remi watched with an amused expression coloured with wonder as Melita lithely leaped around, looking as nimble as a fawn in the brilliant afternoon light. Isla stopped to watch too, pebble-blue eyes sparkly with warmth. For a moment Remi's heart twanged sadly, seeing through the unicorn the woman she was once and imaging Isla's long golden curls bouncing as Melita's had done, the vibrancy of their blue gazes nearly the same. "Ah! My sincere apologies." Remi laughed, a hand over his heart and an expression of soft apology on his lips as he bowed deeply to the gourd. "Fangorn" He repeated, though his accent made it sound more like fang-ghorn. Remi's smile slipped slightly as she asked how he'd been. How? His bestfriend had died, he'd adopted his child, he lived alone with a baby and a dragon, the man he'd been seeing at decided he wasn't worth loving and opted to forget everything about him. Oh, and the barrier was down, so that was a thing. "Ahh..I have been better. Worse too though." He added with a hasty smile, shrugging his shoulders boyishly. "And you?" REMI Traded my soul to free my mind, "can I go back to being blind?" I ask myself one too many times