i'm not the man they think i am at home
Remi answers Ronin’s sleepy remark with a sidelong glance that is all mischief and barely-contained laughter, his teeth catching briefly at his lower lip as though physically holding the sound back so it doesn’t spill into the fragile quiet they’ve managed to build. The urge to laugh is sharp and bright in his chest, but he reins it in, shoulders rising and falling with a careful, silent breath instead.
When Ronin exhales, Remi mirrors it without thinking, the tension easing from him in a slow, almost disbelieving release. Gods, he sends through the Attuned bond, the thought threaded with a breathless sort of wonder, I am not sure I have ever been so afraid of something in my life. The admission carries a quiet laugh beneath it, because it feels absurd even as it feels entirely true; they have faced monsters, war, loss, things that should have carved fear into them far more deeply than this, and yet it is the idea of waking these two small, squished-together boys that has his heart racing like prey.
His gaze softens as it drifts back to Ronin, seaglass meeting ocean, and the smile that forms is unguarded and boyish, a dimple pressing into his cheek as though the years between then and now have briefly fallen away. He doesn’t speak aloud, not when the silence feels so carefully won, but his thoughts move gently across the bond, quieter even than a whisper.
Do you think they’re Accepted, like Flora and Mateo? He pauses, eyes flicking down to the twins and then back again, something thoughtful threading through the warmth. Enzo was Abandoned..but I feel like if they had magic we’d have felt it by now.
When Ronin exhales, Remi mirrors it without thinking, the tension easing from him in a slow, almost disbelieving release. Gods, he sends through the Attuned bond, the thought threaded with a breathless sort of wonder, I am not sure I have ever been so afraid of something in my life. The admission carries a quiet laugh beneath it, because it feels absurd even as it feels entirely true; they have faced monsters, war, loss, things that should have carved fear into them far more deeply than this, and yet it is the idea of waking these two small, squished-together boys that has his heart racing like prey.
His gaze softens as it drifts back to Ronin, seaglass meeting ocean, and the smile that forms is unguarded and boyish, a dimple pressing into his cheek as though the years between then and now have briefly fallen away. He doesn’t speak aloud, not when the silence feels so carefully won, but his thoughts move gently across the bond, quieter even than a whisper.
Do you think they’re Accepted, like Flora and Mateo? He pauses, eyes flicking down to the twins and then back again, something thoughtful threading through the warmth. Enzo was Abandoned..but I feel like if they had magic we’d have felt it by now.
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.
