REMI
the bastion
& my heart ran away with me
Remi finds himself nodding along almost dumbly as Mateo speaks, not just because he agrees that Flora and Mateo would change the shape of any future simply by being there, but because it feels profoundly unwise to do anything other than agree with his son when his voice carries that particular edge of promise and warning all at once.
When Ronin looks to him, Remi answers with a look just as uncertain, a quiet mirror of I can't tell if this is going well, before he gives a small shrug. "We have not planned that far ahead," he says honestly, lifting one hand as if to ward off assumptions before they can gather too much momentum. Then he adds, deliberately, "Intentionally."
He exhales, shoulders easing a fraction as he goes on. "We were not thinking about anything more than having this conversation with you." His gaze moves between Mateo and Flora. "That was it. Whatever comes after would only ever come after this."
When Ronin looks to him, Remi answers with a look just as uncertain, a quiet mirror of I can't tell if this is going well, before he gives a small shrug. "We have not planned that far ahead," he says honestly, lifting one hand as if to ward off assumptions before they can gather too much momentum. Then he adds, deliberately, "Intentionally."
He exhales, shoulders easing a fraction as he goes on. "We were not thinking about anything more than having this conversation with you." His gaze moves between Mateo and Flora. "That was it. Whatever comes after would only ever come after this."
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.
