when the heart of this wide-eyed wanderer
Actually...Phoebe was probably one of the few people he could talk to about this. He couldn't talk to Ronin..certainly not Loren either. That had blown up spectacularly in his face. Happily letting himself be cuddled, wings sprouted from Remi's back, reaching out to enfold the midwife even as he kept a tight grip around his knees.
"When he came back he said we could not be friends and I thought he was wrong." Remi began, a sad smile tugging at his lips. "I thought it would just be fine, especially since I did not remember anything. But...then something he said made me realize that.." Swallowing hard, the alchemist looked up to the ceiling with a sigh. "..I loved him, before all of this. And..it was unconditionally. So...even without my memories, I supposed I realized I loved him still." Glancing towards her with cheeks flushed bashfully pink, Remi tried on another half-smile. "I am not in love with him, but...I suppose I worry that I would, again. Not that I would ever leave Ronin, or even want to. But just knowing that Loren was my first I..." Fidgeting, Remi couldn't bring himself to say the words. That, when he'd asked Loren to kiss him even though he hadn't wanted it, that a part of him did. A part of him thought about it still. A part of him knew he'd fall in love with the Launceleyn again, if given the chance.
"..the last time we talked Loren left and told me not to follow. He was right to do so after what happened. But what he does not know is that...I suppose I agree with him now. I do not think we can ever be friends again."
"When he came back he said we could not be friends and I thought he was wrong." Remi began, a sad smile tugging at his lips. "I thought it would just be fine, especially since I did not remember anything. But...then something he said made me realize that.." Swallowing hard, the alchemist looked up to the ceiling with a sigh. "..I loved him, before all of this. And..it was unconditionally. So...even without my memories, I supposed I realized I loved him still." Glancing towards her with cheeks flushed bashfully pink, Remi tried on another half-smile. "I am not in love with him, but...I suppose I worry that I would, again. Not that I would ever leave Ronin, or even want to. But just knowing that Loren was my first I..." Fidgeting, Remi couldn't bring himself to say the words. That, when he'd asked Loren to kiss him even though he hadn't wanted it, that a part of him did. A part of him thought about it still. A part of him knew he'd fall in love with the Launceleyn again, if given the chance.
"..the last time we talked Loren left and told me not to follow. He was right to do so after what happened. But what he does not know is that...I suppose I agree with him now. I do not think we can ever be friends again."
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.
