honey, you're familiar like my mirror years ago
Well, see, the time to have left would have been before Remi returned.
Having downed a good amount of something inside of the Northaven and with thoughts of fey-blue eyes half-lidded as two pairs of hands tugged at his skin, the Bastion was in moderately better spirits as he returned to the little group. "Per te," he hummed musically, handing Mateo his drink (in a new glass) before sinking down into his chair and reaching immediately for his husband's hand.
Starbursting his fingertips against the Knight's palm before intertwining their fingers together, he eyed both Flora and Jack's refilled glasses with an approving nod. "So Jack," smiling sunnily in the captain's direction, Remi raised his eyebrows. "Do you have much family in Torchline?" If the captain wanted to play the part of scumbag boyfriend, fuck it, Remi was happy to go into Dad mode.
Having downed a good amount of something inside of the Northaven and with thoughts of fey-blue eyes half-lidded as two pairs of hands tugged at his skin, the Bastion was in moderately better spirits as he returned to the little group. "Per te," he hummed musically, handing Mateo his drink (in a new glass) before sinking down into his chair and reaching immediately for his husband's hand.
Starbursting his fingertips against the Knight's palm before intertwining their fingers together, he eyed both Flora and Jack's refilled glasses with an approving nod. "So Jack," smiling sunnily in the captain's direction, Remi raised his eyebrows. "Do you have much family in Torchline?" If the captain wanted to play the part of scumbag boyfriend, fuck it, Remi was happy to go into Dad mode.
idealism sits in prison, chivalry fell on its sword
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.
