sometimes love is all that can save us, sometimes love can kill a man
The dizzying sway of the forest makes Remi blink against its disruptiveness, and though he wants to turn and touch and kneel beside Ianto and whisper apologies or words of confidence to him, all he can see is hair the colour of a wildfire and eyes smooth as honey.
Being charged with ignorance is not so surprising given how very little Ianto has actually revealed, and Remi nods in agreement with this judgement. Watching as she furthers her grip against the fox, Remi instinctively reaches out, his own fingers forming into both talons and claws as both predators inside of himself recoil angrily at this show of force on the part of the fae. "Please don't." Remi asks, his lips tightening as he pulls his fingers into a fist to dissolve the claws now prominently displayed.
"What is his life to you? What...why this control? What could he possibly do for you that requires such..bondage?"
Being charged with ignorance is not so surprising given how very little Ianto has actually revealed, and Remi nods in agreement with this judgement. Watching as she furthers her grip against the fox, Remi instinctively reaches out, his own fingers forming into both talons and claws as both predators inside of himself recoil angrily at this show of force on the part of the fae. "Please don't." Remi asks, his lips tightening as he pulls his fingers into a fist to dissolve the claws now prominently displayed.
"What is his life to you? What...why this control? What could he possibly do for you that requires such..bondage?"
sometimes love is a soft touch, or a line drawn in the sand
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.
