Smoke on the Wind [open] [se]

”Felix,” Vai introduced her son, smiling softly as Emmett took him so easily. She fussed over the baby for a second before leaving him in the farmer’s apparently capable hands, giving her arms a rest and letting her speak properly with the two of them. It was the first time she had seen the alchemist so stern with anyone, and so quick to judge too, Vai arching an eyebrow and nudging him gently. ”Remi, a baby isn’t always a bad thing,” she told him, almost feeling like she had to remind him. ”Look at Aoife. It might not be planned but it doesn’t sound unwanted. What is the problem?” Age, she guessed, which was something that brought a smirk to her lips. ”I was sixteen when I caught pregnant with Ashetta,” she murmured, shrugging her shoulders. ”Give the boy a chance to surprise you before you punish him, yeah?” vervain well i'll rest my eyes and i'll let the earth breathe