REMI
the alchemist
What good are hands
if there's nothing that they hold
if there's nothing that they hold
"And yet." The Lullaby counters, waggling his eyebrows and giving Mateo's shoulder a squeeze he hopes doesn't come across as being too paternal.
With everything going on with Starfall, so long as the spirits left Remi and his family alone, he couldn't care less about what they did or why they were here. "Well, if any bother you, let me know. Or...let Ronin know." Chuckling as he imagines Ronin charging antlers-first into a pack of spirits, the Lullaby slows to a halt as they come upon the familiar little shop.
"Ti amo, Mateo." Pressing a kiss to his son's forehead, once he's out of eyesight he'll wipe the cologne-infused sweat from his mouth. For the moment though, he merely hugs his son tightly. "Ti amo." He whispers again, before sending the botanist off to shower and get some proper sleep.
~FIN
With everything going on with Starfall, so long as the spirits left Remi and his family alone, he couldn't care less about what they did or why they were here. "Well, if any bother you, let me know. Or...let Ronin know." Chuckling as he imagines Ronin charging antlers-first into a pack of spirits, the Lullaby slows to a halt as they come upon the familiar little shop.
"Ti amo, Mateo." Pressing a kiss to his son's forehead, once he's out of eyesight he'll wipe the cologne-infused sweat from his mouth. For the moment though, he merely hugs his son tightly. "Ti amo." He whispers again, before sending the botanist off to shower and get some proper sleep.
~FIN
And what good are hearts
if you bury them all alone?
if you bury them all alone?
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.
