i've hidden all my fears in a book for only my eyes to see
Remi snorts, a crooked grin tugging at his mouth as he watches Ronin. "Please. Ianto’s wagon held things far heavier than an anchor and managed just fine," he drawls, the travelling tongue wrapping warm and lyrical around the tease. "You’re just lazy." The accusation is soft, affectionate, thoroughly unrepentant. He twirls his fingers toward the anchor as if to say that Ronin could collect whatever part of it he wanted.
Of course, the moment Ronin starts blowing kisses, Remi’s grin softens. "Mmh. Well if anything at all has gotten tense as a result of coming up north to help me with this," he murmurs, all innocence except for the sparkle in his eyes. "I would be more than happy to rub it better for you." He waves a hand vaguely, like he’s a particularly generous (and skilled) healer.
As for the Koa and kid problem, the Bastion just nods approvingly. "Good. Nothing like one of your infamous glares to bring them all to their senses."
But when the Knight starts ticking off names, Remi freezes mid-step. "Really?" he huffs, throwing Ronin a scandalized look. "Aside from Loren, we've never slept with the same person. We didn’t date in the same families. We didn’t have friends who’d all—" He waves a hand in a vague and entirely suggestive gesture. "—hooked up with each other like it was a game of who’s-next?" Which he certainly didn't know to be true, but given what he'd witnessed at the Hanged Man, he didn't think he was too far off.
As for the one time with Sunjata, Remi’s hand flies to his heart. "That was not a close call!" he protests. "We were both out of our minds, and I was just trying to keep him from drowning!" Sure they'd been on the beach at the time, but what did that matter?
With a muttered "Honestly," he crouches to pick at a patch of moss, only to glance sideways at Ronin, expression mischievous. "Although if you’re keeping score, you had sex with Amalia, so if there's any entanglement at all, it was absolutely your doing."
Of course, the moment Ronin starts blowing kisses, Remi’s grin softens. "Mmh. Well if anything at all has gotten tense as a result of coming up north to help me with this," he murmurs, all innocence except for the sparkle in his eyes. "I would be more than happy to rub it better for you." He waves a hand vaguely, like he’s a particularly generous (and skilled) healer.
As for the Koa and kid problem, the Bastion just nods approvingly. "Good. Nothing like one of your infamous glares to bring them all to their senses."
But when the Knight starts ticking off names, Remi freezes mid-step. "Really?" he huffs, throwing Ronin a scandalized look. "Aside from Loren, we've never slept with the same person. We didn’t date in the same families. We didn’t have friends who’d all—" He waves a hand in a vague and entirely suggestive gesture. "—hooked up with each other like it was a game of who’s-next?" Which he certainly didn't know to be true, but given what he'd witnessed at the Hanged Man, he didn't think he was too far off.
As for the one time with Sunjata, Remi’s hand flies to his heart. "That was not a close call!" he protests. "We were both out of our minds, and I was just trying to keep him from drowning!" Sure they'd been on the beach at the time, but what did that matter?
With a muttered "Honestly," he crouches to pick at a patch of moss, only to glance sideways at Ronin, expression mischievous. "Although if you’re keeping score, you had sex with Amalia, so if there's any entanglement at all, it was absolutely your doing."
THE
BASTION
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.
