when the heart of this wide-eyed wanderer
Wanting more of an explanation, more of something to believe in, Phoebe seemed to chalk it all up to faith, leaving the alchemist to stare wonderingly at a piece of the floor. Faith was not something he'd ever had. Unlike the others in his like—Phoebe and Ronin primarily—he'd had no overwhelming personal and positive experiences with the gods. Mostly they were negative with a few encounters that only seemed to prove the general rule.
Humming, Remi could only chuckle and shake his head. When it came to the sort of parenting situation the midwife was describing, the alchemist really had no idea. His own father had been absolutely horrific. "As with all of this, I suppose I will have to take your word for it." Remi said with a soft shrug, shooting his friend a warm smile.
"And for other things I will have to take your word for...Sunjata letting you out of jail?" He prompted, brows raised.
Humming, Remi could only chuckle and shake his head. When it came to the sort of parenting situation the midwife was describing, the alchemist really had no idea. His own father had been absolutely horrific. "As with all of this, I suppose I will have to take your word for it." Remi said with a soft shrug, shooting his friend a warm smile.
"And for other things I will have to take your word for...Sunjata letting you out of jail?" He prompted, brows raised.
beats in time with yours
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.
