there's a white flag waving
Remi returned juggling three glasses and a bottle of wine against his chest. Setting them clumsily down on the table, he uncorked the wine with his teeth before pouring them each a healthy glass. Sitting with his back towards the fire, Remi crossed his legs. His teeth gnawed rather anxiously against the inside of his cheek as Ronin hinted at a possible reason that the pair hadn't actually been searching for Ashe.
"I thought with the barrier down you were eager to leave." Remi agreed with a slight wince, counting back the months since he'd last seen the assassin, realizing now she'd been lost and not wandering.
"I am so sorry Ashe. I had no idea..." He added with a soft frown, his shattered-gaze flickering temporarily to Ronin before he wet his dry lips with a mouthful of wine.
"I thought with the barrier down you were eager to leave." Remi agreed with a slight wince, counting back the months since he'd last seen the assassin, realizing now she'd been lost and not wandering.
"I am so sorry Ashe. I had no idea..." He added with a soft frown, his shattered-gaze flickering temporarily to Ronin before he wet his dry lips with a mouthful of wine.
where my heart is on the ground
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.
