He said "I bet you don't remember me"
Remi lets out a quiet groan that could mean you’ve got to be kidding me or of course it’s Ludo, though there’s a familiar sort of affection laced beneath it. He watches her tear into the burrito like it’s divine punishment she’s bravely enduring, brows lifting in mock affront when she jabs it at him. "Apologies for not being home, but you know what Ronin is like when he's hungry," he says dryly.
The hopscotch, however, earns her his full attention—and a look of long-suffering familiarity. "I would have thought Ludo would have forgotten all about that," Remi mutters, pinching the bridge of his nose with the hand not holding breakfast. His sigh is put-upon, his expression grave as he peers out toward the sea like it might offer him escape. "Whatever you are doing for Ludo...is it something I should be concerned about?"
The hopscotch, however, earns her his full attention—and a look of long-suffering familiarity. "I would have thought Ludo would have forgotten all about that," Remi mutters, pinching the bridge of his nose with the hand not holding breakfast. His sigh is put-upon, his expression grave as he peers out toward the sea like it might offer him escape. "Whatever you are doing for Ludo...is it something I should be concerned about?"
and I said "only ever other memory"
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.
