stand out, fit in

With the easy and boyish affect that Remi is mostly known for, he shrugs off her consolation. Not because he doesn't want it, but simply because it isn't needed. The past is the past, and though the world is not fair, Remi has never expected it to be, lest of all to him. Listening with an incredulous pulse of surprise, the hawk veers upwards to a higher thermal as he lets loose a verbal cry of delight. Are you a princess then? He asks with no small amount of mischief in his voice. Or a queen? My, had I known I was in the presence of royalty, I might have done a good many things differently. And not just the thoughts he'd had only moments ago of pinning her against a rock. REMI Traded my soul to free my mind, "can I go back to being blind?" I ask myself one too many times