"Don't...beat..myself...up..?" Remi tried to say despite the best attempts of his diaphragm to completely suck the air from his mouth. "Ronin—!" Never before had the alchemist said his partner's name with such an overwhelming amount of sorrow and remorse that it hardly sounded like Ronin at all. Feathers appeared en masse, overtaking his curls in number as the alchemist turned his bright sea-glass stare towards the ceiling as if the answers were simply just up there somewhere.
"I don't..I.." But he couldn't even form the words now, much less think of them, for how upset he was. Slipping his arms around Ronin the alchemist buried his face against his husband's neck, fighting a losing battle against the growing number of sobs berating against the back of his throat to be let out. Clutching the guildmaster as if for dear life (and really, it was), the alchemist hiccuped an endless series of apologies against the soft fabric of his husband's sweater. "I only want you, always and forever." He managed at last, puling back to reveal blotched cheeks stained with tears, clumped lashes, and an impossibly adoring and remorseful expression.
"I don't..I.." But he couldn't even form the words now, much less think of them, for how upset he was. Slipping his arms around Ronin the alchemist buried his face against his husband's neck, fighting a losing battle against the growing number of sobs berating against the back of his throat to be let out. Clutching the guildmaster as if for dear life (and really, it was), the alchemist hiccuped an endless series of apologies against the soft fabric of his husband's sweater. "I only want you, always and forever." He managed at last, puling back to reveal blotched cheeks stained with tears, clumped lashes, and an impossibly adoring and remorseful expression.
I forgot what it was like, to think I found you finally
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.
