Oh if time is a river lets be stones underwater
"Prometto." Remi agrees, tilting his head to press a kiss into his son's curls before gazing down at him. Red-rimmed eyes smeared with black given Mateo a distinctive look that only he seems capable of wearing, and despite the circumstances, Remi can't help but smile lovingly.
"War is a lot. But that is why we are going. To end it." With a roll of his shoulders, Remi wraps up his son with both his arms and his wings. He could feel the tide of Mateo's emotions beginning to shift, but he wasn't so naive to think that the storm had fully passed. Though Mateo's emotions flared brightly and were quick to pass, Remi was quite sure there would be more to talk about over the coming days once his son had had a chance to process his emotions more fully.
"I wish I did not have to either. " He says truthfully, hugging Mateo closer. "But after this, I do not plan on going anywhere for a very long time."
"War is a lot. But that is why we are going. To end it." With a roll of his shoulders, Remi wraps up his son with both his arms and his wings. He could feel the tide of Mateo's emotions beginning to shift, but he wasn't so naive to think that the storm had fully passed. Though Mateo's emotions flared brightly and were quick to pass, Remi was quite sure there would be more to talk about over the coming days once his son had had a chance to process his emotions more fully.
"I wish I did not have to either. " He says truthfully, hugging Mateo closer. "But after this, I do not plan on going anywhere for a very long time."
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.
