oh but that's the irony: broken people are not fragile
"Yes." Remi reiterates, reaching into the water and sending a wave of it toward the merchant for good measure.
"You'd be so lucky to eat my pocket lint." The Lullaby grumbles, pulling a face. Folding his arms across his chest and letting his legs fall out from underneath him, Remi gasps a breath of surprise as the Stonesong rises up to his shoulders. It fills him with a shaky adrenaline that nearly makes him burst with laughter and the insane desire to run directly into the storms. "It sounds like a very round about way of saying you don't want to come along, Ianto." He replies once he's able, treading water easily despite the tug of the current.
"You'd be so lucky to eat my pocket lint." The Lullaby grumbles, pulling a face. Folding his arms across his chest and letting his legs fall out from underneath him, Remi gasps a breath of surprise as the Stonesong rises up to his shoulders. It fills him with a shaky adrenaline that nearly makes him burst with laughter and the insane desire to run directly into the storms. "It sounds like a very round about way of saying you don't want to come along, Ianto." He replies once he's able, treading water easily despite the tug of the current.
The Lullaby
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.
