what good is it live with nothing left to give?
"And yet here we are." Remi snorted softly. "Much as I like scrubbing you down in the shower, there is something to be said for this woodsy look." He added playfully, trying to focus on the scent of campfire and pine and not lingering death.
"I love you more." The alchemist whispered back immediately. With only the barest bit of effort, Remi moved another log onto the fire. The sap within crackled and popped, releasing its sweet scent into the air. Nestling his fingers beneath the layers of pelts and Ronin's tattered clothing, Remi let his fingers splay on skin that still felt too cold. But still there was a heart beating beneath and there was little more soothing than to be able to feel the pulse beneath his fingers as well as his ring at the same time.
"I love you more." The alchemist whispered back immediately. With only the barest bit of effort, Remi moved another log onto the fire. The sap within crackled and popped, releasing its sweet scent into the air. Nestling his fingers beneath the layers of pelts and Ronin's tattered clothing, Remi let his fingers splay on skin that still felt too cold. But still there was a heart beating beneath and there was little more soothing than to be able to feel the pulse beneath his fingers as well as his ring at the same time.
forget but not forgive, not loving all you see
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.
