what we leave behind

Remi nodded, weary but relieved in Vai's calming and maternal presence. Squeezing his eyes closed he let his head lull forward, content to simply feel Aoife breathing steadily against his chest. As Vai explained, Remi nodded uncertainly. Normally this was the sort of thing he'd latch on to, but just now this thoughts were far too fuzzy and vague, so instead he just nodded. At the mention of how the shirts smelled like Ronin, Remi immediately looked over, eyes startlingly hopeful as if the smell of him was something tangible he might latch onto. In this world where they'd brought no portraits, Remi only had his memory to find Ronin in. But shirts? "Yes. Calm her down." Remi agreed with the beginning of a wry smile. R Ǝ M I How dare you say it's nothing to me baby, you're the only light I ever saw