REMI
the bastion
Darling, you never could scare me
Set me ablaze like you do
Set me ablaze like you do
Remi lets out a low groan at that, the sound half laugh and half something more complicated, and he tips his head back beneath the umbrella as though appealing to the sky itself. "Ah," he mutters, dragging a hand down over his face before it disappears again into his curls. "Sì, sì." His smile tilts crookedly, affection threaded through it despite the shadow of memory that flickers briefly behind his eyes. Experience, yes, but said twins had each died once already so he wasn't so sure his track record was worth noting.
He exhales and looks back at Mateo, relief and delight winning easily over any ghosts of the past. "I think," he says, laughter still lingering at the edges of his voice, "we are suddenly only half as prepared as I believed we were." He shakes his head, breathless and bright. "Twins." The word still feels impossible, and he cannot quite stop smiling when he says it.
When his son suggests telling Ronin in the same fashion, Remi rolls his eyes with theatrical exasperation, though the amusement is unmistakable. He glances toward the wide stretch of meadow, listening instinctively for the shift of air that would signal a dragon’s return. "He should be back any time now," Remi says, rising slightly from where he sits to scan the horizon. "As a dragon he can get to New Haven and back quite quickly."
He exhales and looks back at Mateo, relief and delight winning easily over any ghosts of the past. "I think," he says, laughter still lingering at the edges of his voice, "we are suddenly only half as prepared as I believed we were." He shakes his head, breathless and bright. "Twins." The word still feels impossible, and he cannot quite stop smiling when he says it.
When his son suggests telling Ronin in the same fashion, Remi rolls his eyes with theatrical exasperation, though the amusement is unmistakable. He glances toward the wide stretch of meadow, listening instinctively for the shift of air that would signal a dragon’s return. "He should be back any time now," Remi says, rising slightly from where he sits to scan the horizon. "As a dragon he can get to New Haven and back quite quickly."
I'd walk over coals in my bare feet
If that gets me closer to you
If that gets me closer to you
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.
