if you make it all wrong then i'll make it all right
Looking up sharply, Remi frowned, brows furrowing. "I asked you if it was alright to try and remove the collar. No I did not ask if I could speak with Zariah, but at that point you had not told me not to." He said, his hurt and grief over having lost the fox in whatever capacity it was that he'd once had him, manifesting in a bizarre strand of defensiveness that didn't suit Remi at all.
"Well enough?" Remi repeated, biting the inside of his cheek as feathers ruffled through his hair. Raising his too-pale eyes, he softly shook his head. I cannot leave you alone. He thought towards the other man.
Swallowing and look away, as if his mental voice had somehow been inappropriate, Remi simply shook his head as his eyes drifted back towards the dirt. "How am I supposed to just watch you suffer? To see you bound and not care?"
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.
