[se] we come in waves

the lullaby

"I nearly experienced what you could do to a raccoon, so I think I can imagine." He quips, his emotions darkening into a momentary flash flood as he wonders if the pair will ever share a meal together or if this is just a cathartic one-off before they part ways again for good. Normally Remi would just stubbornly declare that he wouldn't let that happen, only now that he'd come face to face with just how poorly his decisions had turned out, he simply forced his mind to still so that it could note the salty but medicinal smell of the woman in his arms, of the space she occupied against him, and of how much he loved her.

Relaxing, his legs shifting so that she could sit between them rather than awkwardly on them, now it's Remi's turn to brush away the tears from her cheeks. "I heard." Of course he hadn't cared at the time; now though he'd call down Mort again if it Isla wanted it, so she could see Cal. "I remember." Inspired by her own hands perhaps, Remi began to smooth down the tangles of Isla's hair which had been caught by the sea breeze. To this end, his wings shrugged from his shoulders with soft wooomph, one of which stretched out to protect Isla from the chill of the wind.

"You two read together, a lot. And he was...funny, in a strange way." Not Remi's kind of humour, but then jealousy had indeed tinged quite a few of their encounters. "And he loved you. Anyone could see it."

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!