bring back the water, let your ships roll in
"You literally just asked me to hold your hair back if you threw up." Remi mumbled into the fabric of Ronin's pants, a smile widening against his legs. Shifting so that he was more or less sitting back on his heels now, Remi looked up at Ronin with a somewhat crumpled expression that still managed to be lighthearted.
"Well if it were up for debate, I am not sure you would be in the best state of mind to defend yourself." Remi tittered. "But then again, no, it never has been up for debate." He agreed, his smile growing smaller but no less rosy or warm.
"You didn't. Well...We do not live the safest lives, no matter how often we promise to be more careful. It's just...everytime you go, or I do, it just makes me realize that how easy it is for one of us not to come back again. Promises of not-dying aside."
"Well if it were up for debate, I am not sure you would be in the best state of mind to defend yourself." Remi tittered. "But then again, no, it never has been up for debate." He agreed, his smile growing smaller but no less rosy or warm.
"You didn't. Well...We do not live the safest lives, no matter how often we promise to be more careful. It's just...everytime you go, or I do, it just makes me realize that how easy it is for one of us not to come back again. Promises of not-dying aside."
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.
