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Remi Abruzzo
& all we are is skin and bone trained to get along

Fit? Remi had always had possessed a rather slim sort of build. It was only over the last few months of working with his hands and assisting with a variety of strange tasks back in Northaven that his body had begun to transform into something more athletic. He'd never be bulky with muscle to be sure, but now he was covered with lean definition in a way that he'd never really noticed. Mirrors weren't in large supply and given his decided lack of intimacy as of late, it wasn't as though he'd had any commentary from anyone else.

Rather shyly and awkwardly Remi looked away, considering the bark of a tree quite carefully as he felt his cheeks pulse with heat. "The land I came from did not have gods.." Remi said as gently as he could, trying to still the waver in his voice as he hazarded a glance back towards Bastien, pale sea-glass green eyes slightly wary. " And yet you and I look as though we were created in a fairly similar image? And so without a divine template, from what was I based off of?" Already these waters were far too metaphysical and he was sure Bastien could drown out his logic if the artist tried.

Image by Lamreii!