honey, you're familiar like my mirror years ago
Remi's stomach clenches as Ronin rises to leave, and if there was ever any wonder where it was Flora got her big feelings from, the percussive ricocheting of the Bastion's thoughts inside his mind should answer that for Jack. Feeling the overwhelming urge to follow in his husband's shadow where his hands could smooth the tension from his shoulders and his tongue could act as a buffer between the things the Knight was likely turning over and over in his mind, instead, he remained where he was. Leaning forward, his fingers steepled between his knees, Remi's smile is cold as he regards the captain, silently wondering what brownie points he could possibly think he was scoring with Flora after no doubt having so thoroughly embarrassed her.
"No, I can take a hint." The Bastion says with a casual shrug. He hadn't known about Jack's children when he'd inquired about the other man's family, so as far as he could tell, this entire mess was entirely of Jack's making. "But I will say—" Glancing over his shoulder to try and spy his husband out of the corner of his eye, as Remi turns back, there's something unwaveringly sad in his green eyes. "There is no keeping parts of your life separate where Safrin is concerned." No one knew that better than the Taliesins. Looking to Flora even as she tried to avoid his eyes, the Bastion persisted. "You can't imagine the things Safrin promised Ronin if only he'd promise to love her above all else. Above me. He could have had the world if he'd left me for her." Though he might have it wrong, Remi thought that Jack was the sort of man who wouldn't need to have such a bribe offered to him more than once before accepting it.
Shrugging, he stands, finishing his drink. "But maybe it's like what Ronin said about your brother. Maybe you're fine with just an okay sort of love." Or no love at all, as it happened.
"No, I can take a hint." The Bastion says with a casual shrug. He hadn't known about Jack's children when he'd inquired about the other man's family, so as far as he could tell, this entire mess was entirely of Jack's making. "But I will say—" Glancing over his shoulder to try and spy his husband out of the corner of his eye, as Remi turns back, there's something unwaveringly sad in his green eyes. "There is no keeping parts of your life separate where Safrin is concerned." No one knew that better than the Taliesins. Looking to Flora even as she tried to avoid his eyes, the Bastion persisted. "You can't imagine the things Safrin promised Ronin if only he'd promise to love her above all else. Above me. He could have had the world if he'd left me for her." Though he might have it wrong, Remi thought that Jack was the sort of man who wouldn't need to have such a bribe offered to him more than once before accepting it.
Shrugging, he stands, finishing his drink. "But maybe it's like what Ronin said about your brother. Maybe you're fine with just an okay sort of love." Or no love at all, as it happened.
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.
