kidnap me from my reality & crushed pieces of my soul
Though it takes a moment, something seems to dawn on Remi as his seaglass gaze sharpens with quiet recognition. Fox. His mind sifts through old memories, pulling up something half-buried beneath the weight of everything else—Kiada.
"Are you that Fox," he says after a beat, a faint note of surprise threading through his voice. "Kiada’s Fox?" His lips twitch, something wry but warm slipping into his expression. "I’ve known Kiada for some time," he continues, his voice quieter now, something thoughtful settling into the weight of his words as a fond smile hugs the shape of the letters. "And her mother, before she died."
His gaze flickers back to Fox, a quiet curiosity there now that the man was more than just someone he'd happened upon. "She mentioned you, last we spoke," he adds. He might not know much about Fox, but he knows Kiada—knows the way she’s fought and survived and rebuilt herself time and time again—and if she’s chosen this man, then Remi finds himself quietly inclined to make sure he’s worth choosing.
"Good to put a face to the name," he says at last, a small smile curling at the corner of his lips."Tell her I said hello?"
"Are you that Fox," he says after a beat, a faint note of surprise threading through his voice. "Kiada’s Fox?" His lips twitch, something wry but warm slipping into his expression. "I’ve known Kiada for some time," he continues, his voice quieter now, something thoughtful settling into the weight of his words as a fond smile hugs the shape of the letters. "And her mother, before she died."
His gaze flickers back to Fox, a quiet curiosity there now that the man was more than just someone he'd happened upon. "She mentioned you, last we spoke," he adds. He might not know much about Fox, but he knows Kiada—knows the way she’s fought and survived and rebuilt herself time and time again—and if she’s chosen this man, then Remi finds himself quietly inclined to make sure he’s worth choosing.
"Good to put a face to the name," he says at last, a small smile curling at the corner of his lips."Tell her I said hello?"
colour me outside the lines
until my shattered heart is whole
REMI
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.
