cut up our losses into doable doses
ration our tears and sighs
"And what is wrong with flower petals?" Remi protested with an indignant frown. "I am just trying to keep the romance alive and all that." That, and transmutation truly was the fastest way of getting Ronin out of his clothes. Given the smells that now regularly accompanied his husband, Remi didn't think having a bit of flowery-scent in the house was a problem. "Has she? Don't let her know that." Heat flushed in the alchemist's cheeks, boyishly flustered around his husband as ever. Snorting under his breath, Remi raised a brow and glanced towards the fire. "And yet you chose to sit so close to the fire." Clucking his tongue several times as if disappointment, the alchemist shook his head. "I am not sure I should let you make any more decisions today King Taliesin. You do not appear to be thinking clearly."
Remi
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.