oh but that's the irony: broken people are not fragile
Forcing in a strained breath through his nose before finally choking up the bit of meat his lungs had greedily tried to take, Remi clears his throat and raises a brow at his counterpart. "Braiding. That's what you want me to be doing with my fingers?" He asks skeptically but instantly shrugging as if now that Ronin has suggested it, there's no doing anything other than that.
As more food is offered, Remi instantly reaches out to accept, before sheepishly pausing. Part of him wants to sob his appreciation, while the other wants to ask what the catch is. "I thought I wasn't meant to be shredding meat." Taking a tentative bite, he holds the bit of wood stuck through the meal toward Ronin. Sharing is caring, after all.
"How sure are you this tree isn't going to come alive and use all the baubles attached to it as weapons?" Remi wants to know as he roughly shoulders open the door to the shop, making the merchant within gasp slightly at this rather crude entrance.
As more food is offered, Remi instantly reaches out to accept, before sheepishly pausing. Part of him wants to sob his appreciation, while the other wants to ask what the catch is. "I thought I wasn't meant to be shredding meat." Taking a tentative bite, he holds the bit of wood stuck through the meal toward Ronin. Sharing is caring, after all.
"How sure are you this tree isn't going to come alive and use all the baubles attached to it as weapons?" Remi wants to know as he roughly shoulders open the door to the shop, making the merchant within gasp slightly at this rather crude entrance.
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.
