honey, you're familiar like my mirror years ago
Knowing that patting Ronin on the back would hardly help to clear the liquor from his lungs, instead the Bastion simply squeezes his husband's hand back, his fingers able to endure what would have already shattered a lesser man's by now.
Lifting his brows, Remi has no idea whether or not he's meant to be happy about the fact that Jack hadn't slept with Safrin or not. On the one hand, he supposes it's a relief for Flora's sake, but on the other, there's something terribly impersonal and transactional about it that has him worried for his daughter.
"Alora, Mateo." Remi hisses out of the corner of his mouth, shooting his son a look. He wasn't wrong of course, and it had been the Bastion's first thought too, but seeing as Jack apparently had no interest in defending the Doubletake, he'd do it for him.
"Adults, mm? Like.." Glancing between his two children and then to Jack, Remi raises a brow. Adults like them, or like us?
Lifting his brows, Remi has no idea whether or not he's meant to be happy about the fact that Jack hadn't slept with Safrin or not. On the one hand, he supposes it's a relief for Flora's sake, but on the other, there's something terribly impersonal and transactional about it that has him worried for his daughter.
"Alora, Mateo." Remi hisses out of the corner of his mouth, shooting his son a look. He wasn't wrong of course, and it had been the Bastion's first thought too, but seeing as Jack apparently had no interest in defending the Doubletake, he'd do it for him.
"Adults, mm? Like.." Glancing between his two children and then to Jack, Remi raises a brow. Adults like them, or like us?
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.
