Let's not get lost in the dark blue
But darling if we do, just find me and I'll find you
But darling if we do, just find me and I'll find you
Remi’s grin is crooked and fond, as if the memory itself tastes like warm sugar and poor decisions. "I spent the better part of my youth trying to woo women while being very gay," he says, letting the irony soak through his tone as he raises a brow. "So yes, I know how to fold a heart."
A soft laugh rumbles up from his chest, his hand dragging back through sun-damp curls before falling to his side again. He follows Isla’s gaze toward the Northaven, his expression settling into something more thoughtful—even as amusement still lingers in the curve of his lips. "Mmh. He might not notice the new board." His brows lift. "But Ronin’s uncannily observant sometimes, so long as he isn't asked to deal with stairs, so, who knows."
He shrugs with all the affection of a man very much in love with someone catastrophically bad at situational awareness at times.
A soft laugh rumbles up from his chest, his hand dragging back through sun-damp curls before falling to his side again. He follows Isla’s gaze toward the Northaven, his expression settling into something more thoughtful—even as amusement still lingers in the curve of his lips. "Mmh. He might not notice the new board." His brows lift. "But Ronin’s uncannily observant sometimes, so long as he isn't asked to deal with stairs, so, who knows."
He shrugs with all the affection of a man very much in love with someone catastrophically bad at situational awareness at times.
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.
