He said "I bet you don't remember me"
Silently Remi is filled with utter delight as Ronin stumbles, and though it isn't quite an apology, he does nuzzle his nose against the side of the Knight's neck for the next few steps.
"Maybe." Nodding uncertainly, because after having met the Maverick a few times the Bastion still hadn't gotten a good read on the man, Remi can only shake his head. "Gods, she'll be mortified that I told you." Not quite slouching, Remi nevertheless seems to shrink into himself for a moment as he gazes at the colourful stones littering their walk. "Hey, can I—" Stopping himself, because of course he could ask his husband a question, the Bastion glances at Ronin over his shoulder, his lips a crooked frown. "So, I know between the two of us that you're the good one. The better one." He'd go so far to say the hero if he didn't think he'd get an elbow in the ribs for it. "But am I..." Squinting up at the sun, Remi gives his head a small shake as a cold wave of self-doubt sloshes up through his ankles and into his belly.
It wasn't a feeling that he was overly familiar with, having not really ever had cause to be self-conscious, and yet something Maea had said at the end of their conversation had stuck with him, and wouldn't quite leave. "...am I really that far behind? That...I don't know, bad overall?" Still frowning hard enough that when he smoothed his brows out there would be white creases across his forehead, the Bastion pulled his eyes away from the sun to glance at Ronin.
"Maybe." Nodding uncertainly, because after having met the Maverick a few times the Bastion still hadn't gotten a good read on the man, Remi can only shake his head. "Gods, she'll be mortified that I told you." Not quite slouching, Remi nevertheless seems to shrink into himself for a moment as he gazes at the colourful stones littering their walk. "Hey, can I—" Stopping himself, because of course he could ask his husband a question, the Bastion glances at Ronin over his shoulder, his lips a crooked frown. "So, I know between the two of us that you're the good one. The better one." He'd go so far to say the hero if he didn't think he'd get an elbow in the ribs for it. "But am I..." Squinting up at the sun, Remi gives his head a small shake as a cold wave of self-doubt sloshes up through his ankles and into his belly.
It wasn't a feeling that he was overly familiar with, having not really ever had cause to be self-conscious, and yet something Maea had said at the end of their conversation had stuck with him, and wouldn't quite leave. "...am I really that far behind? That...I don't know, bad overall?" Still frowning hard enough that when he smoothed his brows out there would be white creases across his forehead, the Bastion pulled his eyes away from the sun to glance at Ronin.
and I said "only ever other memory"
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.
