REMI
the alchemist
& my heart ran away with me
Though Remi's lips are still pulled down in a frown, there's still something smile like about it, and as Ronin splashes him, the Bastion flicks a bit of sand toward the Knight in retaliation. "We have been together for a long time, husband. I think this is just the price we pay for so much happiness." Remi says with a lopsided shrug.
Having expected the chivalrous answer from his husband's mouth, despite his request for honesty, Remi has to clamp down hard on his own tongue to keep a disbelieving hiss from leaving his lips. His tears are from the pain as much as Ronin's admission, but gods if this wound was ever going to heal, perhaps they really did need to scrub the skin raw in order to start fresh. Leaning his forehead against his forearms if only so that whatever expressions drifted across his face Ronin would have to see, the Bastion pressed taloned fingertips into his palms before forcing his fingers to relax. Plucking a feather from the inside of his wrist, Remi instead twirled it between his fingers as an outlet for his restlessness so that his mind might properly listen to what his husband was trying to say.
"I'll never fault you for feeling that way." Remi says, his voice sounding dull to his ears. The jealousy, the anger, gods knew Remi had felt those same things about Ronin before and whether they were justified or not, neither man had ever been able to help the way they felt.
"You said the decisions I made were the correct ones, but were they?" Lifting his head, the green of his eyes made all the more stark by the way the skin around them was growing redder by the minute, Remi opened his mouth to say something more before helplessly shaking his head. "In the end, Enzo died...Hotaru and I rarely speak, and Flora...gods." Looking up to the sky, he laughed bitterly, the sound warbling into sob before he tried to claw back. "..growing up that way has probably already changed her for the worse. So if I'd just done it your way..." Both twins had blamed he and Ronin already for the situations of their upbringing, and though Hotaru's wrath was certainly not the sort of thing to willingly invite, wasn't it preferable to further breaking his husband's heart?
Gods but even now, he didn't know. He was a terrible father either way, but he'd opted for the choice that made him a terrible husband as well.
Having expected the chivalrous answer from his husband's mouth, despite his request for honesty, Remi has to clamp down hard on his own tongue to keep a disbelieving hiss from leaving his lips. His tears are from the pain as much as Ronin's admission, but gods if this wound was ever going to heal, perhaps they really did need to scrub the skin raw in order to start fresh. Leaning his forehead against his forearms if only so that whatever expressions drifted across his face Ronin would have to see, the Bastion pressed taloned fingertips into his palms before forcing his fingers to relax. Plucking a feather from the inside of his wrist, Remi instead twirled it between his fingers as an outlet for his restlessness so that his mind might properly listen to what his husband was trying to say.
"I'll never fault you for feeling that way." Remi says, his voice sounding dull to his ears. The jealousy, the anger, gods knew Remi had felt those same things about Ronin before and whether they were justified or not, neither man had ever been able to help the way they felt.
"You said the decisions I made were the correct ones, but were they?" Lifting his head, the green of his eyes made all the more stark by the way the skin around them was growing redder by the minute, Remi opened his mouth to say something more before helplessly shaking his head. "In the end, Enzo died...Hotaru and I rarely speak, and Flora...gods." Looking up to the sky, he laughed bitterly, the sound warbling into sob before he tried to claw back. "..growing up that way has probably already changed her for the worse. So if I'd just done it your way..." Both twins had blamed he and Ronin already for the situations of their upbringing, and though Hotaru's wrath was certainly not the sort of thing to willingly invite, wasn't it preferable to further breaking his husband's heart?
Gods but even now, he didn't know. He was a terrible father either way, but he'd opted for the choice that made him a terrible husband as well.
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.
