take me by the hand

REMI

"You're the one who said no multitasking." Remi points out, his grin deepening his dimples as he rubs his cheek against Ronin's the way a cat might—or simply to be annoying.

'I'm working as fast as I can here, too...I spoke with Frey about things, and I think we have a plan for the Greatwood. I learned some surprising things about the Mathair, too' He doesn't elaborate yet, having not actually heard those things as of this moment.

"Oooh. Now wouldn't that be a trick." Perhaps not so useful in combat, but then, almost none of Remi's abilities were. His battle strength was in pure physicality; he was predatory through and through. "Gods that sounds divine." All but wilting against the Star at the mere thought, Remi inhales a breath that approximates Ronin's smell nearly perfectly. Of course the only thing it's lacking is realness. 'Well maybe I will. And maybe I'll even get it done before you.' Leaning up to press his lips against Ronin's, Remi trails his tongue against his husband's before pull back with a menacing grin. Race me He teases silently, as if Ludo has already agreed to this plan of his.

Who are you? They ask. Death?
Sometimes... I say. But not today