sometimes love is all that can save us, sometimes love can kill a man
Ianto's slippery gaze made Remi remember what it was that one of the fae had told him once. That they didn't lie, and because of that they were very tricksy when it came to their words. Similarly here it felt like one look from the fox would have been the most honest part of their discussion so far. Biting the inside of his lip as they walked, Remi kept his gaze focused intently on the ground before them, feeling his cheeks redden slightly.
"But...you knew I would find out eventually." Remi countered, eyebrows knitting together. "I guess I just...she is so much of who you are now. What your life is like; what you do, where you live, it is all because of her. I suppose I was just surprised that you kept it from me, that is all." Remi concluded a bit lamely.
"But...you knew I would find out eventually." Remi countered, eyebrows knitting together. "I guess I just...she is so much of who you are now. What your life is like; what you do, where you live, it is all because of her. I suppose I was just surprised that you kept it from me, that is all." Remi concluded a bit lamely.
sometimes love is a soft touch, or a line drawn in the sand
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.
