sometimes love is all that can save us, sometimes love can kill a man
Remi felt the coldness in his belly for a moment entirely warm and he found himself positively melting beneath the crooked and roguish stare that he'd come, not metaphorically, to love.
The head-shaking began again, in earnest this time. Remi didn't like the fox's phrasing, as if the alchemist had someone just been using Ianto like a shot of antibiotics to get himself back on his feet again. However what Ianto said next only made Remi flinch, his whole body ceasing any movement as he merely gaped at the fox.
"Wh..." He began, though whether the word was what, or why it hardly mattered. "No." Remi nearly whined, his expression looking pained as his gaze dropped to the collar. Reaching forward as he had before, his fingers trembling as they nearly touched the leather, he took a breath. "I think I can do it now...can I try?"
The head-shaking began again, in earnest this time. Remi didn't like the fox's phrasing, as if the alchemist had someone just been using Ianto like a shot of antibiotics to get himself back on his feet again. However what Ianto said next only made Remi flinch, his whole body ceasing any movement as he merely gaped at the fox.
"Wh..." He began, though whether the word was what, or why it hardly mattered. "No." Remi nearly whined, his expression looking pained as his gaze dropped to the collar. Reaching forward as he had before, his fingers trembling as they nearly touched the leather, he took a breath. "I think I can do it now...can I try?"
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.
