REMI
the alchemist
"So che questo è un bordello, ma Mateo..." Remi whispers with a slight inclination of his head. He's the least qualified to be commenting on being sexually appropriate in public, but that Isla was with him—wait, where was Isla?—had him feeling slightly more conservative than normal.
"Are we..? Un affare?" Remi's cheeks darken, though it's out of embarrassment rather than guilt at having been caught out. Opening and closing his mouth like a fish, the Lullaby follows in his son's wake before briskly shaking his head. "I did not do that." He says immediately, raising one of his hands as evidence of his innocence.
"But no of course..." Glancing around before leaning in conspiratorily, Remi drops his voice to a whisper. "Ovviamente non ho una relazione. E se lo fossi, non sarei così stupido da venire qui tra tutti i posti." Tilting his head disapprovingly, Remi just frowns. "Surely you think me smarter than that."
"Are we..? Un affare?" Remi's cheeks darken, though it's out of embarrassment rather than guilt at having been caught out. Opening and closing his mouth like a fish, the Lullaby follows in his son's wake before briskly shaking his head. "I did not do that." He says immediately, raising one of his hands as evidence of his innocence.
"But no of course..." Glancing around before leaning in conspiratorily, Remi drops his voice to a whisper. "Ovviamente non ho una relazione. E se lo fossi, non sarei così stupido da venire qui tra tutti i posti." Tilting his head disapprovingly, Remi just frowns. "Surely you think me smarter than that."
i'm holding onto the pieces of my heart's debris
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.
