Remi nuzzled his head upwards. He'd been starved for affection for almost all of his formative and teenaged years, that even now he opened to it with surprising willingness. Lions could not purr, but Remi rumbled a low growl in his throat as an expression of appreciation.
[say]Amalia—[/say] As they reach the doorframe, Remi leans against it to orient himself. Slowly he shifts, his hands working up the side of the frame to aid with balance. [say]"You do not have to worry about what you say."[/say] He chuckled soothingly, reaching out gently for her hand so that she can lead him. [say]"I know it will take some getting used to, both on my end and for others. But it is alright, really."[/say]
[say]Amalia—[/say] As they reach the doorframe, Remi leans against it to orient himself. Slowly he shifts, his hands working up the side of the frame to aid with balance. [say]"You do not have to worry about what you say."[/say] He chuckled soothingly, reaching out gently for her hand so that she can lead him. [say]"I know it will take some getting used to, both on my end and for others. But it is alright, really."[/say]
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.
