but that was then, and this is now
Remi doesn't argue, despite the feathering of his jaw which suggests he might like to. Where Finn was concerned, there was a spider-silk thin line between what was appropriate and what would send the two careening off a cliff into a wine dark sea of their own making.
Wanting to wipe Finn's smile away—with his hands or his mouth, he didn't know—the Lullaby exhaled and nodded. Though he'd felt quite capable earlier of having this conversation with Finn, already he could sense it slipping through his fingers. It of course being whatever mirror-shard of insanity that seemed to exist between the two.
"I will." Remi agreed, standing up abruptly and flexing his fingers slightly at his sides. "If you change your mind, let me know." About going. About going alone. About anything.
Wanting to wipe Finn's smile away—with his hands or his mouth, he didn't know—the Lullaby exhaled and nodded. Though he'd felt quite capable earlier of having this conversation with Finn, already he could sense it slipping through his fingers. It of course being whatever mirror-shard of insanity that seemed to exist between the two.
"I will." Remi agreed, standing up abruptly and flexing his fingers slightly at his sides. "If you change your mind, let me know." About going. About going alone. About anything.
the lullaby
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.
