Oh if time is a river lets be stones underwater
'I am counting on it.' Remi replies, entirely seriously, before waggling his eyebrows. As for the mark on his shoulder? The grin on his lips turns mischevious and then a touch dark as he shakes his head. "No need. " Rolling his shoulder that he might feel the bite of his healing skin the alchemist luxuriates in the sting of it.
As Ronin works, Remi will have slyly (though with what degree of success is anyone's guess) reached for the delicate nest of spun sugar. Trying to suck on it without getting caught, it's only as Ronin turns back around that Remi's eyebrows shoot up in an attempt to look innocent despite the icing sugar-binding the spun sugar to his fingers.
"Uhm." He mumbles guiltily, before grinning. "Since my hands are full, why don't you put that outside and then we absolutely shall."
As Ronin works, Remi will have slyly (though with what degree of success is anyone's guess) reached for the delicate nest of spun sugar. Trying to suck on it without getting caught, it's only as Ronin turns back around that Remi's eyebrows shoot up in an attempt to look innocent despite the icing sugar-binding the spun sugar to his fingers.
"Uhm." He mumbles guiltily, before grinning. "Since my hands are full, why don't you put that outside and then we absolutely shall."
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.
