The higher I climb the farther I fall when I do
Pouring over the grid as if trying to debate where to go from an endless number of choices, with a frazzled sigh he opts for the bottom left. "That is precisely the one." Remi agrees, handing over the pencil. Well. He acts as if he's going to let Ronin have it, before annoyingly moving his hand out of the way. Only then does he offer it in earnest.
'Just like old time—oh. No, you are right.' Funny how easy it was to forget about their son when there were adventures to be had. "We are both immortal now. What are the chances of there being falling stars and that you would try and kill me, all in the same afternoon?" Mateo would be at home, Isla wouldn't be out in the sun, Ianto wasn't the sort for heroics, and...well, that was the list of those he loved. It seemed safe enough.
But Ronin was right. They could be gone for a long time, and that wouldn't be fair to the florist next door. "Mmmm. Gods but you were wildly handsome then. Fresh from a week out of hunting, returning caked in gods knew what and looking all the more dashing for it."
'Just like old time—oh. No, you are right.' Funny how easy it was to forget about their son when there were adventures to be had. "We are both immortal now. What are the chances of there being falling stars and that you would try and kill me, all in the same afternoon?" Mateo would be at home, Isla wouldn't be out in the sun, Ianto wasn't the sort for heroics, and...well, that was the list of those he loved. It seemed safe enough.
But Ronin was right. They could be gone for a long time, and that wouldn't be fair to the florist next door. "Mmmm. Gods but you were wildly handsome then. Fresh from a week out of hunting, returning caked in gods knew what and looking all the more dashing for it."
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.
