Biting back a smile, Remi shook his head. "No I...I did not know you ever considered, well." The alchemist swallowed. "—us." He said, jaw clenching as his eyes focused on the thumb trailing along his hand. "I suppose I knew it for sure then...when Ianto asked. I should have been excited. Thrilled, I suppose. A little hesitation at leaving you to fend for yourself as the only man in this house, but.." His smiled faded. "But I did not feel happy. Just...conflicted." Remi ran a hand distractedly across his forehead and then through his curls, still not looking towards Ronin. "I thought maybe it was too fast, too selfish to leave Aoife, too..something."
No humour, no banter? Well, that couldn't stand.
"Oh shut it." Remi groaned, mistakenly lifting the pillow to hit Ronin with it. Realizing the error in this, through gritted teeth he placed it back as quickly as he could, schooling his face into something as far from embarrassment as he could (and obviously failing). "You died Ronin. That is very, very different."
No humour, no banter? Well, that couldn't stand.
"Oh shut it." Remi groaned, mistakenly lifting the pillow to hit Ronin with it. Realizing the error in this, through gritted teeth he placed it back as quickly as he could, schooling his face into something as far from embarrassment as he could (and obviously failing). "You died Ronin. That is very, very different."
i fell for your eyes
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.
