oh but that's the irony: broken people are not fragile
Remi raises his head to consider what Ronin has just said, the truth of it clattering between his ears like symbols during a parade. Groaning he flops back down, his words lost in the blanket. "Well, instead I tried to have sex with a prostitute." Even the alchemist has to admit how absurd that sounds, especially now, and he winces hard enough that Ronin will likely feel it despite the fabric between them.
Ronin asked if the date went well, and though he's still on his knees beside the couch, Remi turns to press his cheek against Ronin's stomach and dramatically sighs. "I don't know. It was going well, and then it wasn't, and then it was again, and then it wasn't, and.." Frowning up at the Star, staring into his sleepy blue eyes, Remi wonders what the hell made him think what he'd done with Maeve and Isla made any sort of sense.
"I'm an idiot, aren't I?" He asks, rhetorically, but still expecting Ronin to agree. "I missed you too. So much. From now on, only dates with you, please."
Ronin asked if the date went well, and though he's still on his knees beside the couch, Remi turns to press his cheek against Ronin's stomach and dramatically sighs. "I don't know. It was going well, and then it wasn't, and then it was again, and then it wasn't, and.." Frowning up at the Star, staring into his sleepy blue eyes, Remi wonders what the hell made him think what he'd done with Maeve and Isla made any sort of sense.
"I'm an idiot, aren't I?" He asks, rhetorically, but still expecting Ronin to agree. "I missed you too. So much. From now on, only dates with you, please."
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.
