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REMI ABRUZZO When these weary days, when these days are done We'll be in the sun This time Remi leaned gratefully into Ianto's support, nodding. Still he had that far-away look in his eye as he allowed himself to be led away from the strange thicket of trees. In his mind he had the strange desire to wave and to shout his thanks again to the Wicker Woman. Instead, he merely tried to catch his breath. As more distance came between the two men and the intoxicating scent of the tree, Remi began to breathe more deeply, filling his lungs happily and needing Ianto's support less and less...and yet he did not pull away. Not right away at least. "I have never had that happen before." Remi admitted, touching his fingertips to his forehead and feeling that it was slightly warm. "I suppose I have never used that much magic all at once." Not since the Spire anyways. "Would you...is there a shrine here? In the woods? I...would you take me to it? I will explain on the way." Remi asked, suddenly feeling quite anxious to know if the man with the sultry blue eyes, mischievous smile, and arm wrapped around him was real or not. ~FIN When these weary days, when these days are through I'll be working my way back to you