if you need to, darling, lean your weight to me
"Mmm." Shaking his head—it didn't matter, Safrin would have lied anyway, he was sure—Remi pulls the Nova tightly against him in a hug which would have threatened to break ribs in a normal man.
"I think the weight of things when it comes to family is different." He points out softly, his words whispered softly into his husband's hair. Likely Mort had already dealt with Vanya, but Remi wasn't sure that would help the sting of what had been done. Or rather, what hadn't.
"Are you...happy to see Seren again?" Closing his eyes as his fingers traced out erratic shapes against his husband's back, Remi tried to recall how long it had been since she'd been around. Had Flora and Enzo been born? He didn't think so.
"I think the weight of things when it comes to family is different." He points out softly, his words whispered softly into his husband's hair. Likely Mort had already dealt with Vanya, but Remi wasn't sure that would help the sting of what had been done. Or rather, what hadn't.
"Are you...happy to see Seren again?" Closing his eyes as his fingers traced out erratic shapes against his husband's back, Remi tried to recall how long it had been since she'd been around. Had Flora and Enzo been born? He didn't think so.
we'll float away
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.
