The Unimaginable

"I will sleep when she does." He said over his shoulder, his voice losing its edge ever so slightly, but even so, coming from Remi it was like barbed wire compared to how he normally sounded. Get someone? Yes. Ronin. Ronin or Vanya. That's who Remi wanted, but they were gone. The both of them. Against Aoife, Remi sighed, clinging to her like a life-raft even as she squirmed unhappily in his arms. With an impatient wail she beat her tiny fists against his chest— causing Sugar to rush into the kitchen and skid on the floor like an overly excited dog. Waiving his hand gently towards her, Sugar to indicate that things were alright, she gave a haughty sniff in Sam's direction before stomping quite deliberately back towards her den. "Sam...just—" Remi clenched his teeth as the water started to boil. Grabbing the kettle with his bare hands and seeming not to notice, he poured it around the bottle before dropping it as heat seemingly bled into his mind. With a gasp, he pulled his hand back, looking at the scalded flesh. With a snarl and snap of her teeth, Sugar ran back into the kitchen, a concerned look on her draconic face. With a growl that sounded ferocious, but one that Remi didn't flinch away from, he held out his hand for Sugar to breathe a breath of frost against. Groaning into the pain, he allowed her to finish, eyes closed, before opening them and giving Sam a weary look. For the first time since Sam had left Remi in the temple, the bookmaker could get a good look at him. Not only did he look exhausted and wounded, but perhaps most importantly, it appeared that the light had entirely gone from his eyes. He seemed incapable of smiling in such a way as to relight the spark which was one in a sea-glass green stare, that now looked muddy and clouded. "..just go." 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