I don't know who I am, I don't know who I'll be
Remi lifts his brows in that wide, doubtful way particular to Italians, mouth tilting somewhere between agreement and warning. "She can be very vocal when she wants something," he says dryly, and leaves it at that.
He notices the blush. Of course he does—there’s not much else to focus on, and Ronin is the sort of handsome that gets away with more than it should: blue-eyed, dark-haired, cursed with a smile that always seems just a little too casual to be trusted. Remi notes it all, files it away, and doesn’t let a single flicker show on his face. Or, he tries, anyway.
Instead, he glances at the screen Ronin offers, takes in the list of unanswered messages, then shrugs with a nod. "Maybe it’s one of those Apple and Android things," he says mildly. "Or a ghost. One of the two."
As Ronin asks about the shoot, the light behind Remi flickers again, longer this time. A slow, pulsing stutter like a breath being held and let out unevenly. Remi doesn’t turn immediately, but he does glance over his shoulder, eyes narrowing slightly. "Of course I’ll finish the show," he says, though his voice is softer now, slower.
"So that's....we're filming tonight?"
He notices the blush. Of course he does—there’s not much else to focus on, and Ronin is the sort of handsome that gets away with more than it should: blue-eyed, dark-haired, cursed with a smile that always seems just a little too casual to be trusted. Remi notes it all, files it away, and doesn’t let a single flicker show on his face. Or, he tries, anyway.
Instead, he glances at the screen Ronin offers, takes in the list of unanswered messages, then shrugs with a nod. "Maybe it’s one of those Apple and Android things," he says mildly. "Or a ghost. One of the two."
As Ronin asks about the shoot, the light behind Remi flickers again, longer this time. A slow, pulsing stutter like a breath being held and let out unevenly. Remi doesn’t turn immediately, but he does glance over his shoulder, eyes narrowing slightly. "Of course I’ll finish the show," he says, though his voice is softer now, slower.
"So that's....we're filming tonight?"
but there's a light in the attic and I swear it's calling me
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.
