feel the rain from your grave

I've been sleepwalking, Too close to the fire
But it's the only place that I can hold you tight

It is not. I hate it, and I don't want to listen to anything they have to say. Remi replies, truthfully, if not helpfully. Juniper wants to be allies with Halo, Nephele had spoken to Maeve about pairing with them as well, whereas I would just rather leave everyone to their own fires. The alchemist growls. What they seem to forget is that when in need, it will be you and I who are forced to answer calls for help. And my schedule is quite full just now. He adds with an unhappy shift of his wings.

Rumbling his agreement, Remi lifts his head to scent the breeze that wafts around them. He smells only Ronin and freshly upturned dirt; it would have been far too convenient for a herd of deer to be nearby he supposes, especially with all the noise he'd been making. Alright. I'll kill it, and you cook it. Is that a deal? He knew it would be. It always was.

~FIN

the lullaby

Styling stolen from Sky (obviously)