it was nice while it lasted

aúsi, nos paramas // & still we stand

She picks up the hint he'd offered; Remi nodding as he ruffles a wounded hand through his curls. "Well, it wasn't meant to be a move at first. More of...an escape, I suppose. I handed over the reins of Torchline to Sunjata. We came up here to see about those storms to the west, and to make sure the fae weren't going to take any more of your body parts." Unlike Wessex, he certainly remembered the letter she'd sent. "At least without consent." He adds, though there isn't much hope of that, he's sure.

Glancing over his shoulder as if expecting the Wishing Wagon to appear at any moment (and honestly, it just might), the Lullaby turns his gaze back with a shrug. "Ronin and I have a son now. And we thought...that it was worth seeing more of the world." Laughing bitterly at that given he was now locked down just as he had been before, Remi just shakes his head.

"You're looking very Queen-undercover." He notes, nodding his head at her barefeet and rather lacklustre choice of dress.

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