say it's here where our pieces fall in place
Every second Ronin's eyes bored into the upper wall was a torturous eternity. Long enough for Remi to have all but counted the unshaven hairs on his husband's jaw, to notice where his eyebrows twisted, to look past the slightly darkened-tinge of his skin to the pores beneath. When he did speak, it was in that same toneless voice that made Remi want to recoil. He didn't, though the hand on Ronin's hip felt held there moreso out of necessity as if it would be too awkward to pull away now.
"Are there?" Remi asked in a low voice, not intending to argue, merely to ensure that once this conversation was over, it never needed to be had again. "No one..." It was almost painful to say the words, their content seemingly belonging to someone else, not the humble alchemist. "...no one else can do what I can." No other earth users. No one who could make magical items. None who could speak to all manner of animals, and no one who could become what he so recently had.
"Are there?" Remi asked in a low voice, not intending to argue, merely to ensure that once this conversation was over, it never needed to be had again. "No one..." It was almost painful to say the words, their content seemingly belonging to someone else, not the humble alchemist. "...no one else can do what I can." No other earth users. No one who could make magical items. None who could speak to all manner of animals, and no one who could become what he so recently had.
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.
