Let's not get lost in the dark blue
But darling if we do, just find me and I'll find you
But darling if we do, just find me and I'll find you
Remi’s eyebrows raise, his mouth already quirking into something boyish and faintly conspiratorial, because godly intervention could mean a great many things and, in Isla’s case, he is half prepared to hear that Dygra has blessed her with some sort of miraculous face mask capable of erasing sleeplessness and stress. The shape of his smile changes as she goes on, however.
It doesn’t vanish, exactly, but it softens into something quieter, the humour loosening its hold as his seaglass green eyes move from Isla’s face to the stroller and back again. "Oh," Remi says, and the word is gentle rather than surprised, though surprise is there too, flickering in the lift of his brows and the brief pause before he speaks again. "So Fern is now...?" He lets the question trail off rather than fill it incorrectly, his head tilting slightly, waiting for Isla to reveal the new age of her newborn.
It doesn’t vanish, exactly, but it softens into something quieter, the humour loosening its hold as his seaglass green eyes move from Isla’s face to the stroller and back again. "Oh," Remi says, and the word is gentle rather than surprised, though surprise is there too, flickering in the lift of his brows and the brief pause before he speaks again. "So Fern is now...?" He lets the question trail off rather than fill it incorrectly, his head tilting slightly, waiting for Isla to reveal the new age of her newborn.
the bastion
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.
