the bastion
Remi snickers despite himself, the sound tucked low in his throat so it does not dare travel as far as the bassinet, and he swats Ronin’s shoulder. "Yes, that probably would count as literally giving them our damage, but.." Brushing his nose against Ronin’s, his mouth still tilted in the helpless shape his husband always seems to coax out of him, even when the day has been sharpened at every edge, he grins. "..at least then we could say it was their choice to read it."
Remi's hand splays against Ronin’s lower back while the thought of Sunjata shifts the humour into something more wry. Remi inhales, brows rising. "Actually, I more meant that it might have kept Sunjata away from Safrin at the beginning," he says, one corner of his mouth twitching, "but honestly, perhaps it is worth mentioning."
His expression tilts toward mischief then, brightening his seaglass stare as he widens his eyes at Ronin. "Maybe we should invite him over," he adds, voice soft and teasing. "See if he is still fun now that he is the Heartless."
Remi's hand splays against Ronin’s lower back while the thought of Sunjata shifts the humour into something more wry. Remi inhales, brows rising. "Actually, I more meant that it might have kept Sunjata away from Safrin at the beginning," he says, one corner of his mouth twitching, "but honestly, perhaps it is worth mentioning."
His expression tilts toward mischief then, brightening his seaglass stare as he widens his eyes at Ronin. "Maybe we should invite him over," he adds, voice soft and teasing. "See if he is still fun now that he is the Heartless."
I can't pass the test,
don't wait for me.
don't wait for me.
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.
