& all we are is skin and bone, trained to get along
"I never asked you to." Remi agreed, green eyes returning Loren's uncertain blue stare. "But I can be unhappy that you made it."
Looking down at the book on the table, Remi tapped his fingers uncomfortably against it. "Given that he told a near stranger that you were his romantic partner, perhaps it is a conversation you ought to be having with him, and not with me." As Loren said what we talked about, the alchemist shot him a wounded look, before glancing away. That the man couldn't even say the words just seemed to echo of shame, and in response, colour flashed across Remi's cheeks.
"That is a cowardly answer." Remi said dully. "Every time I go to see you in ends poorly, but that has not stopped me." Then, with a wry shake of his head he added: "Though perhaps it should have."
Looking down at the book on the table, Remi tapped his fingers uncomfortably against it. "Given that he told a near stranger that you were his romantic partner, perhaps it is a conversation you ought to be having with him, and not with me." As Loren said what we talked about, the alchemist shot him a wounded look, before glancing away. That the man couldn't even say the words just seemed to echo of shame, and in response, colour flashed across Remi's cheeks.
"That is a cowardly answer." Remi said dully. "Every time I go to see you in ends poorly, but that has not stopped me." Then, with a wry shake of his head he added: "Though perhaps it should have."
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.
