This scar I can't reverse, when the more it heals the worse it hurts
The question strikes Remi as being as out of place as if the Spyglass had just invited him over for dinner. Swallowing hard and trying to even out the frown on his lips, for a moment as he turns his gaze to Finn he distantly recalls when it was like to slip out of his own body and briefly twine himself around the other man's bones. "Are any of us?" Remi asks as lightly as he can, giving his head a slight shake before rubbing one hand wearily across his eyes.
"Well, best of luck." He mumbles, already turning away as spiteful plans take form in the back of his mind. It was Safrin's relic after all. Why should the Order have it? "And...if Ever needs a place to stay while you're gone...Mateo is always glad to have him around." This is added with a shocking amount of genuine concern and affection. Where his children were concerned one could always count on Remi to be less of an asshole, even now.
Nodding stiffly, the offer not needing an answer just now, Remi looks down at his shirt, now riddled with holes, and sighs. 'Take care, Finn.' He adds, and sounds as if he means that as well.
~FINlolidiots
"Well, best of luck." He mumbles, already turning away as spiteful plans take form in the back of his mind. It was Safrin's relic after all. Why should the Order have it? "And...if Ever needs a place to stay while you're gone...Mateo is always glad to have him around." This is added with a shocking amount of genuine concern and affection. Where his children were concerned one could always count on Remi to be less of an asshole, even now.
Nodding stiffly, the offer not needing an answer just now, Remi looks down at his shirt, now riddled with holes, and sighs. 'Take care, Finn.' He adds, and sounds as if he means that as well.
~FINlolidiots
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.
