say it's here where our pieces fall in place
Though he thought his balance was good enough, Remi did find himself leaning forward to curl his fingers through the plush of mane before him. With wings spread from his sides as if he was flying along with her, Remi hummed a buoyant laugh as they raced towards the shrine.
Sliding off of Amalia's back and kneeling in the snow as well, Remi adds a pulse of agreement to Amalia's prayer though doesn't include any words. He isn't entirely sure where he stands with Safrin (or any of them, really). Moving the tank onto the shrine, he looks at the fish swimming within the water. Pressing his fingers to the glass, sprouts of algae and other water-based plants appear to give the fish some privacy, food, and entertainment.
"She will come for it, won't she? It will not just...sit here?"
Sliding off of Amalia's back and kneeling in the snow as well, Remi adds a pulse of agreement to Amalia's prayer though doesn't include any words. He isn't entirely sure where he stands with Safrin (or any of them, really). Moving the tank onto the shrine, he looks at the fish swimming within the water. Pressing his fingers to the glass, sprouts of algae and other water-based plants appear to give the fish some privacy, food, and entertainment.
"She will come for it, won't she? It will not just...sit here?"
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.
