REMI
Ronin does precisely the opposite; Remi's dimples deepen to feel the scruffy warmth of Ronin's lips against his cheek. "I will." The alchemist whispers against his husband's receding lips, sneaking forward to kiss Ronin one more time. 'Oh no? Then how..?' Maybe Amalia. Or perhaps Vai had simply gotten word of the whole thing. He should have asked. He would, next time he saw her. Especially with his letters able to find Ronin now, he could offer to send whatever words of wisdom she had.
However much affection flowed out of Remi in Ronin's presence was raised to impossible heights to see the Star with their son. In the morning the alchemist would fall from that precipice of joy to realize how much Ronin was missing, but he'd not let that ruin the here and now. "We miss you, every day." Remi murmurs soberly as Mateo cackles to feel the brush of Ronin's facial hair against his fingers. "Good. He comes with me, everywhere I go." In the dreamscape distance there appears the sight ofbigfoot the alchemist with Mateo strapped to his back. Both father and son sing their own songs to the wilderness as they trek about the Greatwood.
However much affection flowed out of Remi in Ronin's presence was raised to impossible heights to see the Star with their son. In the morning the alchemist would fall from that precipice of joy to realize how much Ronin was missing, but he'd not let that ruin the here and now. "We miss you, every day." Remi murmurs soberly as Mateo cackles to feel the brush of Ronin's facial hair against his fingers. "Good. He comes with me, everywhere I go." In the dreamscape distance there appears the sight of
Now don't you look so grand, runnin'
Through the reds of my traffic lights
Through the reds of my traffic lights
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.
