Oh if time is a river lets be stones underwater
'Oh yeah?' Squeezing the Knight's hand, Remi's smile is almost grateful as he glances over his shoulder as if relieved that at least one of them might have done a bit of good. Of course it had been Ronin to do it, anyone might have guessed the same, but the Bastion was appreciative just the same.
"What?" Gaping and nearly tripping over his own feet, Remi wipes at the cold sweat on his forehead which was rapidly taking the place of the normal effects from the humidity. "Gods." Groaning, his fingers combing back through his curls, Remi huffs out a breath that's as confused as it is concerned. "Jack said that they only...became official a week or so ago and before then he'd never even thought of them being anything more than a fling." Remi recounts with a shake of his head. "He never once said he even cared about her, much less loved her."
"What?" Gaping and nearly tripping over his own feet, Remi wipes at the cold sweat on his forehead which was rapidly taking the place of the normal effects from the humidity. "Gods." Groaning, his fingers combing back through his curls, Remi huffs out a breath that's as confused as it is concerned. "Jack said that they only...became official a week or so ago and before then he'd never even thought of them being anything more than a fling." Remi recounts with a shake of his head. "He never once said he even cared about her, much less loved her."
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.
