in medias res

the lullaby

'Something like that.' Remi agrees; later he'll try and find better words to describe the sensations but for now, he's merely interested in collecting data. (Is that what the kids are calling it these days?)

"It wouldn't have crossed my mind." He says of making fun of her, though it absolutely had. He could simply divert his flames away from Isla every time she tried to near them as if she repelled his fire somehow. Alas, since she'd specifically asked him not too..

"Ahhhh-" It isn't a pained sound, nor one of discomfort, even as the ifrit shivers in place, his shoulders rolling. "Gods that feels strange." He murmurs, shaking his head and flexing his fingers. Though a flaming lion is probably outside of Isla's capabilities, Remi does feel bits of himself being tugged and formed in a way which makes him feel like play dough.

"It..." Laughing, Remi shakes his head. "You know the feeling of someone almost touching you? When your hair stands on end?" Gods but it was strange to describe. "I can feel you...moulding me, but it feels more like the sensation of not-touching."

Every shade of hurt you know
From the deep blue to the marigold
It's gonna make sense someday lookin' back

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!