the tightrope that i'm walking just sways and ties,
the devil as he's talking with those angel's eyes
the devil as he's talking with those angel's eyes
It isn't for Finn's sake that Remi has agreed with the shenanigans proposed to him earlier, but for Ronin. But seeing the look on the Spyglass's face, it doesn't seem like it needs correcting, so instead of saying anything, the Alchemist just dips his chin. "Well, we'll see if you feel that way when you've got to herd Ronin and me out of bed in the mornings so that we can be the help you think we'll be." He chuckles, having absolutely no idea just how much hand-holding is actually going to occur in the future, and not wanting to remain ignorant on that subject for as long as possible.
"I shouldn't have...wanted to see if I could make you walk on the water." Remi says, shame tinging the words as he winces up into the canopy. "I don't know why I did." It's true, that he doesn't know. But it's equally true that the urge to push Finn towards some inevitable cliff if only to see what he—what they—would do, persists. "I thought about finding you too. But then the monsoons started, and.." With a sigh, Remi forces his gaze to seek out Finn's, knowing he can't simply look away from the truth of it all forever.
"I'm both...not myself around you, but also somehow a truer me than I am with most others." He admits, tentatively, worriedly. "I don't know why. But...I think you were right about what you said. That perhaps I am simply avoiding feeling, because of what it might do to me." Biting the inside of his cheek like some mental go on then, Remi exhales against the sharp sting of pain and takes his own advice. "But I am going to try."
"I shouldn't have...wanted to see if I could make you walk on the water." Remi says, shame tinging the words as he winces up into the canopy. "I don't know why I did." It's true, that he doesn't know. But it's equally true that the urge to push Finn towards some inevitable cliff if only to see what he—what they—would do, persists. "I thought about finding you too. But then the monsoons started, and.." With a sigh, Remi forces his gaze to seek out Finn's, knowing he can't simply look away from the truth of it all forever.
"I'm both...not myself around you, but also somehow a truer me than I am with most others." He admits, tentatively, worriedly. "I don't know why. But...I think you were right about what you said. That perhaps I am simply avoiding feeling, because of what it might do to me." Biting the inside of his cheek like some mental go on then, Remi exhales against the sharp sting of pain and takes his own advice. "But I am going to try."
THE ALCHEMIST
but i just want to be there when the lightning strikes
& the saints go marching in
& the saints go marching in
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.
