stand out, fit in

"Well, we have lots of time to make up songs for them and bribe them with treats. We will make sure your wedding is aglow with their light." Remi says with a grin, his mind already thinking up ways that they might entice the gentle creatures to stand guard at such an event. Humming a note of appreciation, Remi falls silent for a moment as he mentally calls out for the fox. Surely if he is anywhere, it is in the Greatwood but...it is worth a try. Like he expected though, there is no response from the darkness. Certainly not one with an irish accent, anyways. Sitting up slightly straighter if only to regard Rex as she speaks, Remi listens with a careful and kind consideration. "Welcome to the club." He says affectionately as she mentions her magic. The hybrids, few as there are, have their own struggles in this world. As an abandonedxascended, Remi can only imagine that Rex is in for a slightly steeper learning curve than most. Hearing the story about Zariah made Remi draw in a breath, feathers appearing in amidst his curls as a predatory golden colour bled into his fractured green stare. It took him a minute to catch up and understand—Zariah, Launceleyn, magic family, no magic no marriage—but he nodded eventually, exhaling a breath he hadn't realized he'd held. It was pointless now he supposed, to tell her that there were other ways of protecting her. This was quite irreversible, he was sure. "And how do you feel? I know Isla when she first changed said it was...overwhelming for one, but quite amazing too." Realizing what his offer implicated, Remi smiled a touch boyishly and awkwardly, crinkling his nose. "Well..." He said, drawing a breath. "You have never bit anyone before, but have you been bit?" Remi asked slowly, wondering if he could avoid this awkward explanation. As he had learned on more than one occasion with Sam, it took more than just a quick sip to transfer power. He had no feelings for Rexanna save for platonic ones, but under the influence of her teeth? Those moments were hazy and confusing. There was Bastien to think of as well. And Ronin, he supposed. REMI Traded my soul to free my mind, "can I go back to being blind?" I ask myself one too many times