the baffled king composing hallelujah
Whether intended or otherwise, Remi's plea for help did everything and more to throw water on the fire of Ronin's temper. The hunter let out a long and shaking breath, reaching up to brush a hand over the alchemist's stubbled cheek, his blue eyes ablaze with an exquisite mix of frustration and love.
"It is probably something she's doing through magical means," he said gruffly. That combined with her easy manipulation of Remi's insecurities, playing off the way he had been brought up.
"The items you create, the magical ones. How many are you able to create? Could you make one now?" he asked softly.
"It is probably something she's doing through magical means," he said gruffly. That combined with her easy manipulation of Remi's insecurities, playing off the way he had been brought up.
"The items you create, the magical ones. How many are you able to create? Could you make one now?" he asked softly.
