REMI
the alchemist
What good are hands
if there's nothing that they hold
if there's nothing that they hold
Remi watched this display between mother and child with a held breath. Instinctively he wanted to glance over his shoulder to Ronin, to see how his husband might be reacting to this maternal scene of love and kindness, but he stayed his gaze.
Waiting until it at least seemed as though Seren's reunion had come to a place where he felt he could speak. "So long as we can do so without harming Torchline." Remi said in sweeping agreement, subtly trying to insert into whatever contract they were about to enter into, something about no harm befalling Torchline in service of these canals. Bumps and scrapes were one thing, sacrifices or unjustified pledges of fielty were quite another.
Waiting until it at least seemed as though Seren's reunion had come to a place where he felt he could speak. "So long as we can do so without harming Torchline." Remi said in sweeping agreement, subtly trying to insert into whatever contract they were about to enter into, something about no harm befalling Torchline in service of these canals. Bumps and scrapes were one thing, sacrifices or unjustified pledges of fielty were quite another.
And what good are hearts
if you bury them all alone?
if you bury them all alone?
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.
