for 1000 nights i've been a restless soul
"When is it not?" Remi said, rolling his eyes but grinning nonetheless. In that moment, joyful and witty as he normally was, Ronin was as handsome as he'd ever been. Unkempt and unwashed hair, earthy smell, dirty clothes, the lot of it.
Waving a hand away, Remi covered his smile with his glass as he took another deep swallow. Watching the glass come back through the bars with that same quietly confident look as before, Remi let Ronin hold it this time, as he refilled it, adding more to his own as well. "You just had a birthday, but nice try. Though I suppose as king you could just declare your birthday to be whenever you want. I imagine you would get old very fast then." He added with a wink.
Pulling out the cake, presliced (knowing normally not to bring knives into the jail), he frowned looking down. "Oh? I know your senses are off, but..does this smell funny?" So saying he held the cake up to the bars for his husband to sniff.
Waving a hand away, Remi covered his smile with his glass as he took another deep swallow. Watching the glass come back through the bars with that same quietly confident look as before, Remi let Ronin hold it this time, as he refilled it, adding more to his own as well. "You just had a birthday, but nice try. Though I suppose as king you could just declare your birthday to be whenever you want. I imagine you would get old very fast then." He added with a wink.
Pulling out the cake, presliced (knowing normally not to bring knives into the jail), he frowned looking down. "Oh? I know your senses are off, but..does this smell funny?" So saying he held the cake up to the bars for his husband to sniff.
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.
