whisper to me

Naked arms, his secrets still like songs I never learned Appreciation rippled out of the small furry body and through their bond as the raccoon nodded. Remi had been planning on not going into the wagon, but now that Ianto had made the offer, the pressure was off, and the alchemist was all the more grateful for it. I will be right here. Remi agreed, clambering off of the fox's shoulder to sit against the trunk of a tree. As the fox disappeared, idly the alchemist wondered if he hadn't just made a massive mistake. If this was a trick of Ludo's perhaps something would be done to the fish? If it was out of his eyesight, he would have no way of knowing. Or perhaps he was simply being left here in some maze-like part of the forest for which he'd never be able to leave? Or perhaps the fae were on their way to find him? Scrunching up into himself and grabbing at a piece of clover, Remi worried over whether or not he should have trusted for the fox as he waited for him to return.