[say]'More than you know.'[/say] Remi replies, the words chuckled out on a long exhale. Shirtless as he still is, it's difficult for the alchemist not to fidget beneath her stare, dropped to his chest as it is. Even he can appreciate that it's likely just a vague gaze, his scars not under any sort of scrutiny, but he finds his eyes roaming anxiously toward the ceiling just the same.
Her question isn't entirely the one he expected, and his confusion is evident in the slight dimpling of his cheeks as his gaze lowers back to her. [say]"Well...different ways, I suppose. There was the knowing the first time we kissed. That sort of..flush of love that could stay or go, depending."[/say] He says slowly, his cheeks blooming with colour at the memory of it. [say]"Before that too, when Ronin died, Safrin...sort of let him..remain? for a few moments. That was when I told him I loved him for the first time, but I certainly did not mean it then the way I do now."[/say]
Sitting up straighter and tugging the blankets to his waist, Remi pulls in a breath as he further considers. [say]"I know I love Ronin, because I keep loving him even when it almost kills me, or him, or both. Even when it is the worst thing for us to do."[/say] Looking at the wedding band on his finger and feeling the thundering race of his husband's heartbeat, Remi can only assume the Star's talk with the Flood isn't going well. [say]"It isn't just that I would not want anyone else...it's that...there could never be anyone for me, like Ronin is."[/say]
Unsure who they were talking about—being close with Sunjata didn't make him the topic of Maeve's question—Remi offers the Madame a small smile. [say]"I think if you have to ask..? Then it is not love. When it is...you know it is."[/say]
Her question isn't entirely the one he expected, and his confusion is evident in the slight dimpling of his cheeks as his gaze lowers back to her. [say]"Well...different ways, I suppose. There was the knowing the first time we kissed. That sort of..flush of love that could stay or go, depending."[/say] He says slowly, his cheeks blooming with colour at the memory of it. [say]"Before that too, when Ronin died, Safrin...sort of let him..remain? for a few moments. That was when I told him I loved him for the first time, but I certainly did not mean it then the way I do now."[/say]
Sitting up straighter and tugging the blankets to his waist, Remi pulls in a breath as he further considers. [say]"I know I love Ronin, because I keep loving him even when it almost kills me, or him, or both. Even when it is the worst thing for us to do."[/say] Looking at the wedding band on his finger and feeling the thundering race of his husband's heartbeat, Remi can only assume the Star's talk with the Flood isn't going well. [say]"It isn't just that I would not want anyone else...it's that...there could never be anyone for me, like Ronin is."[/say]
Unsure who they were talking about—being close with Sunjata didn't make him the topic of Maeve's question—Remi offers the Madame a small smile. [say]"I think if you have to ask..? Then it is not love. When it is...you know it is."[/say]
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.
