[SE] you can't fix stupid

He said "I bet you don't remember me"

Remi twists his head indignantly to the side with a noble huff, but the seaweed hits him square in the chest regardless, sliding unceremoniously down his shirt with a moist plop. For a long, withering moment he just stares down at it. "I was Bastioning, thank you very much," he sniffs, brushing it off with exaggerated precision. "Blanket deployment was purely a safety measure to ensure my very vulnerable, definitely-not-overpowered husband didn’t roll off the bed or get too cold."

A nearby tentacle lifts ominously, waving after Ronin’s projection like it’s considering exactly how far it would need to reach to swat the flags right out of its smug, illusionary hands. "Mmm. Sending soldiers off with Hadama stepping down seems like a poor call," Remi murmurs, though he trails off, eyes sliding sidelong toward Ronin with a faintly wry expression. Brows lifted, he adds, "But I certainly won’t be the one to tell Flora that."

Still, the idea of a Hero/Monster date has Remi flashing a toothy, boyish grin. "I’d like that," he says, driving another stake deep into the sand like he’s challenging the ocean to argue about it. "So long as you’re not going to be the kind of hero who lops off the monster’s head and brings it back to some damsel in a tower for a kiss." He pauses, then adds slyly, "Unless I also get to play the damsel."

and I said "only ever other memory"