are you really going to talk about timing in times like these?
'You know it's rude to speak like she isn't even here." Remi notes, feeling the rambunctious pulse of annoyance that flares and dies from within Oria's small mind. To that end, the spriggan considers before giving her head a shake, the movement of which causes a bit of dark blue smoke to whirl away from her tiny limbs.
'He was...like pure love.' Remi says, surprisingly not having to think long about how to describe the god of death. "I just wanted to be in his presence forever...with you." He adds quickly with a smile, melting into his husband's lips with a passion that was fueled by love rather than desire. "It is absurd to say I know, and it isn't as though I would want it anytime soon...but being immortal?" Remi frowns, though still appears to be smiling somehow. "...it seems lovely."
Glancing at Ronin to judge whether that was an absurd thing to say as he felt it was, Remi willingly drifts toward the fire and their food.
'He was...like pure love.' Remi says, surprisingly not having to think long about how to describe the god of death. "I just wanted to be in his presence forever...with you." He adds quickly with a smile, melting into his husband's lips with a passion that was fueled by love rather than desire. "It is absurd to say I know, and it isn't as though I would want it anytime soon...but being immortal?" Remi frowns, though still appears to be smiling somehow. "...it seems lovely."
Glancing at Ronin to judge whether that was an absurd thing to say as he felt it was, Remi willingly drifts toward the fire and their food.
remi
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.
