all this time i was finding myself & i didn't know? i was lost
"Oh must we?" Remi chirped, tilting his head with a challenging grin. "How have you become so wise in the ways of children, Ianto?" The alchemist asked, more than curious to hear the answer. He might have forgotten much about the fox's history, but he was fairly certain there was no child-raising.
"Ahh my time. So valuable, clearly." The alchemist said dryly, looking about the unkempt house as evidence. Unable to help raising a brow and then immediately regretting it as all sorts of creative skills the fox had that Remi did not sparked in his mind, Remi tried to hide his blush behind his mug of tea, merely humming a flustered note of agreement.
Raising his gaze to Ianto's startlingly blue stare, Remi nodded thoughtfully. "You are not wrong." He said, his foot tapping out an anxious rhythm on the floor. "Ronin already had his second change though. It feels a bit more like madness, rather than faith, to be waiting on a third."
"Ahh my time. So valuable, clearly." The alchemist said dryly, looking about the unkempt house as evidence. Unable to help raising a brow and then immediately regretting it as all sorts of creative skills the fox had that Remi did not sparked in his mind, Remi tried to hide his blush behind his mug of tea, merely humming a flustered note of agreement.
Raising his gaze to Ianto's startlingly blue stare, Remi nodded thoughtfully. "You are not wrong." He said, his foot tapping out an anxious rhythm on the floor. "Ronin already had his second change though. It feels a bit more like madness, rather than faith, to be waiting on a third."
THE
ALCHEMIST
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.
