The Unimaginable

His lips fell back around his impressive array of teeth as Sam backed away. With hostile eyes focused on the ascended, Remi's leonine tail flickered every now and then as if to assure the bookmaker that he was indeed still awake and aware of his presence. For her part, Sugar snapped her teeth, sending barbs of frost towards the ascended. Lording over her den like the small queen that she was, she puffed frosty air towards Sam, her bright eyes carving daggers against this intruder that for some reason they were not attacking. It was clear though, that should Remi say the word, the dragonling would be happy to attack. Much as Remi wanted to simply give into mind-numbing animal instincts (especially in a shift that could so easily keep Aoife warm and safe), it lacked the thumbs to properly feed and care for her. So, despite his reluctance, his care and concern would always take precedence. Without saying a word, Remi dissolved back into the body of a man; he'd shed his coat and now wore only a white shirt torn and bloodied and irreparable. His trousers too were hardly more than cloth loosely held together, but he clearly didn't care. Isla had healed him slightly, and as it was, he'd hardly been hurt at all. Wrapping Aoife in his arms, Remi cooed gently into the soft rolls of her neck with a carefulness that his current demeanor and appearance would suggest was impossible. "You have to go to sleep, because tonight I want to show you something special. Something in the sky. So you have to sleep now." He whispered against her, gently kissing her forehead as he disappeared into the kitchen to warm water for her bottle. R Ǝ M I Since you burned me at the stake, all of my feelings went away At least there’s no feelings in my way