i'd bring you further roses
"Why?" Remi said, surprise evident in his tone until he saw the smile and felt the gentle nudge indicating the fox was kidding. As if Remi's cheeks couldn't flush anymore, the word ravage drew the colour around to the tips of his ears and made his stuttered laugh awkward and breathy. "Ah, well." He said, trying not to gulp. Glancing down at his arm there were indeed still feathers there, and with a forced exhale they began to disappear back into his skin. Not all, but some at least. Though Remi could feel Ianto's gaze on him, he couldn't meet it. To do so would be to willingly enter a riptide that he knew would seem simple enough at the outset—just a quick glance up—but would end up dragging him far, far away.
"Will you sell them to those within the barrier, now that it is down?" He asked, wondering if Ianto's grandmother was an equal-opportunist merchant, or if she held the Fae's viewpoint when it came to the outside world.
"Will you sell them to those within the barrier, now that it is down?" He asked, wondering if Ianto's grandmother was an equal-opportunist merchant, or if she held the Fae's viewpoint when it came to the outside world.
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.
