Seeing Ronin cradling the baby to his chest, a sight which had been sorely missed when it came to Aoife (first Remi not having been around for it, and then Ronin not having been), emotion clogs the alchemist's throat and leaves him stagging toward the doorframe. Tears blur his vision as a stupidly sweet and sad smile makes his lips waver between frowning and laughter.
However as Ronin steps closer, feathers ruffle through the alchemist's curls as he looks up. With eyes all the more pale for the huntsman's starlight shining on them, Remi apprehensively looks into the little bundle of blankets and gods if his heart doesn't nearly fall out of his chest.
"Oh," He almost mewls, the sound so small and fragile as it drops from his lips. Tears streak down his cheeks as he peers over, fingers softly moving the blanket away that he might see all of his face. Collecting him from Ronin's arms and tucking him softly against one shoulder, Remi's heart flutters all over again to feel the heat of him. The weight and shape, so real and unexpected. Wriggling softly against the alchemist's shoulder, the boy coos his displeasure at having been moved but quickly settles.
Awestruck and entirely undone, Remi looks up at his husband, laughter and disbelief deepening the dimples on his cheeks and keeping his eyebrows in constant flux. "Ronin.."
However as Ronin steps closer, feathers ruffle through the alchemist's curls as he looks up. With eyes all the more pale for the huntsman's starlight shining on them, Remi apprehensively looks into the little bundle of blankets and gods if his heart doesn't nearly fall out of his chest.
"Oh," He almost mewls, the sound so small and fragile as it drops from his lips. Tears streak down his cheeks as he peers over, fingers softly moving the blanket away that he might see all of his face. Collecting him from Ronin's arms and tucking him softly against one shoulder, Remi's heart flutters all over again to feel the heat of him. The weight and shape, so real and unexpected. Wriggling softly against the alchemist's shoulder, the boy coos his displeasure at having been moved but quickly settles.
Awestruck and entirely undone, Remi looks up at his husband, laughter and disbelief deepening the dimples on his cheeks and keeping his eyebrows in constant flux. "Ronin.."
who's got their claws in you my friend?
into your heart i'll b e a t again
into your heart i'll b e a t again
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.
