quarter past midnight

R E M I For all that has happened with Ronin and the blight, Remi had kept a fairly open mind when it came to the ascended. Perhaps it was because of how close he was to a great many of them that he simply couldn't see them as monsters that they were so easily painted as. "Had she not brought me here, I would be living in a world where being gay was punishable by death, in a one-room house with no bed and a door that did not lock." He said with a light shrug. Whatever he might have thought of the Voice, whatever horrors Caido had inflicted upon him, his life here was better. He had Ronin and Aoife, if nothing else. "So then, former queen, a daughter and a son, not-dead, but Deimos was...anything else I should know?" He asked with a gentle nudge, his wings fanning slightly before form-fitting back around her.