i'd bring you further roses
"I wonder what book that would be." Remi quipped back easily, the banter making his heart flutter with a sort of happiness that, barring Ronin's return, Remi hadn't felt in sometime.
For a stunned second, Remi could only stare at Ianto with his brows softly dancing as a multitude of expressions shifted across his face. Surprise, disbelief, gratitude? That Remi himself was positively tongue-tied about the contents of his own mind was one thing, but that the fox seemed to be able to read it all so clearly despite how he'd claimed Remi had changed was...well. It was a number of things that Remi couldn't quite put words to.
"That...yes, I think.." He stammered, turning to face Ianto but letting his eyes dip to the ledge. "I aahhh—" Remi tried again, running a hand boyishly across his face and through his curls as he tried to force his mind to find a way to explain. But what was he supposed to say that wouldn't just sound horribly cliche? Oh well you know about Loren and how that turned out, and then I met someone here and things were fine until they weren't because he decided I was too much of a bother to keep loving and forgot me. And then my bestfriend died and though he has just come back and so you think everything is fine, nothing seems like it is. So I'm just a tad damaged at the moment.
But he didn't say that. He didn't say anything at all actually as he created a finger in hands and began to softly twirl it back and forth. I...can't fall in love with you. He thought, knowing that at least his mental voice wouldn't shake the way that his lips would.
For a stunned second, Remi could only stare at Ianto with his brows softly dancing as a multitude of expressions shifted across his face. Surprise, disbelief, gratitude? That Remi himself was positively tongue-tied about the contents of his own mind was one thing, but that the fox seemed to be able to read it all so clearly despite how he'd claimed Remi had changed was...well. It was a number of things that Remi couldn't quite put words to.
"That...yes, I think.." He stammered, turning to face Ianto but letting his eyes dip to the ledge. "I aahhh—" Remi tried again, running a hand boyishly across his face and through his curls as he tried to force his mind to find a way to explain. But what was he supposed to say that wouldn't just sound horribly cliche? Oh well you know about Loren and how that turned out, and then I met someone here and things were fine until they weren't because he decided I was too much of a bother to keep loving and forgot me. And then my bestfriend died and though he has just come back and so you think everything is fine, nothing seems like it is. So I'm just a tad damaged at the moment.
But he didn't say that. He didn't say anything at all actually as he created a finger in hands and began to softly twirl it back and forth. I...can't fall in love with you. He thought, knowing that at least his mental voice wouldn't shake the way that his lips would.
but it does you no good
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.
