when the heart of this wide-eyed wanderer
"Jata did?" Remi asked with all the wry skepticism of an older sibling. He assumed then that the tears in her eyes had something to do with her blighted counterpart, until she started crying in earnest. Putting down the basket immediately, the alchemist reached forward to tug her to him, smoothing down her hair and leaning his cheek against the top of her head. "Forgive you? Phoebe it was not your fault. Ronin did the same. Well, with his nails anyway." He corrected with a soft shrug.
"Phoebe that was a joke." He whispered adoringly, his smile colouring his words as he continued to fuss over her hair and hum soothing notes against her.
"Phoebe that was a joke." He whispered adoringly, his smile colouring his words as he continued to fuss over her hair and hum soothing notes against her.
beats in time with yours
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.
