sometimes love is all that can save us, sometimes love can kill a man
Remi chuckled at Sam's own description of his mental state and nodded. "You are a good man, Sam." He said softly, sea-glass green eyes gently washing across his once-lover's, now-friend's face.
As for the man he was 'seeing', if that was even the right word for it, Remi didn't really know where to begin.
"His name is Ianto...we knew each other in Northaven, but he was one of the ones whose memories were taken from me. When I met him in the woods once the barrier was down I did not even recognize him." In his minds-eye Remi could see the lingering disappointment and let down that the alchemist only now really understood. Pausing, Remi wasn't sure what to say next. How to say, he didn't hold it against me that I had forgotten him, or he let me take things at my own pace, because the obvious implication was that Sam had done precisely the opposite in the same situation.
As for the man he was 'seeing', if that was even the right word for it, Remi didn't really know where to begin.
"His name is Ianto...we knew each other in Northaven, but he was one of the ones whose memories were taken from me. When I met him in the woods once the barrier was down I did not even recognize him." In his minds-eye Remi could see the lingering disappointment and let down that the alchemist only now really understood. Pausing, Remi wasn't sure what to say next. How to say, he didn't hold it against me that I had forgotten him, or he let me take things at my own pace, because the obvious implication was that Sam had done precisely the opposite in the same situation.
sometimes love is a soft touch, or a pistol in your hand
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.
