sometimes love is all that can save us, sometimes love can kill a man
Stopping but not turning, at least not for the moment, Remi found himself smiling sadly down at the ground. Strangely, it felt as though a weight had been lifted off of him. The weight of indecision, of his mind and heart constantly on pins and needles to see how this would all work out. If there was a future that included Loren despite all the large signs the summoner had erected saying there wasn't.
And now, in verbal technicolor, Remi was finally able to make out the last sign Loren would ever need. And that sign read no.
Still, his shoulders slumped as he half-turned to regard the Launceleyn. "I cannot be anything other than who I am, Loren." He said softly. Whatever stuff the Launceleyn was finding himself to be made out of, Remi already knew what largely comprised him. It was his feelings, messy as it they were and hard as they could make things. Remi felt strongly, loved deeply. The changes in Loren would never change that. "I will not lie about how I feel, or ignore it. And...if this is who you are now, I..." Remi swallowed against the clenching of ice water that felt as though it was flowing through his heart. "..do not trust you with it either." His smile warbled sadly as it grew crooked, a dimpling appear on just one cheek.
And now, in verbal technicolor, Remi was finally able to make out the last sign Loren would ever need. And that sign read no.
Still, his shoulders slumped as he half-turned to regard the Launceleyn. "I cannot be anything other than who I am, Loren." He said softly. Whatever stuff the Launceleyn was finding himself to be made out of, Remi already knew what largely comprised him. It was his feelings, messy as it they were and hard as they could make things. Remi felt strongly, loved deeply. The changes in Loren would never change that. "I will not lie about how I feel, or ignore it. And...if this is who you are now, I..." Remi swallowed against the clenching of ice water that felt as though it was flowing through his heart. "..do not trust you with it either." His smile warbled sadly as it grew crooked, a dimpling appear on just one cheek.
sometimes love is a soft touch, or a line drawn in the sand
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.
