For all Remi's mistakes, for all his recklessness, it was never intentional. Even in Northaven where lines were arbitrary and rules were made by morons, Remi always tried to keep himself on the right side of them. That was precisely why, though he found himself wanting to put his hands back on Ronin, he didn't. Swallowing, down the spark of conflict he felt, he grinned half-heartedly at the ex-captain. "Sorry that my vision has spoiled your fun. I am sure you will think of something else."
It shouldn't have done, because Remi knew precisely what it was Ronin had meant, but just hearing the word physically made his breath catch slightly, forcing him to sit up a bit straighter. Ruffling a hand through his hair, he nodded slowly. "I am not up for running any marathons I don't think, but ... I do not feel like I am going to pass out again." Exhaling with a sigh, Remi let his head fall back against the wall behind him. "I have never used that much magic before. And she would not let me stop—"
It shouldn't have done, because Remi knew precisely what it was Ronin had meant, but just hearing the word physically made his breath catch slightly, forcing him to sit up a bit straighter. Ruffling a hand through his hair, he nodded slowly. "I am not up for running any marathons I don't think, but ... I do not feel like I am going to pass out again." Exhaling with a sigh, Remi let his head fall back against the wall behind him. "I have never used that much magic before. And she would not let me stop—"
i fell for your eyes
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.
