everything looks perfect from far away
Not a knife, but a sunny smile was tossed towards the younger man, as Remi glanced over his shoulder. "No, of course not." He said, his tone bright and his accent reasonably understandable; though it usually was a bit thicker after he'd been singing, as he just had been.
"This—" The alchemist said, wrapping an arm around Aoife so that she was snugly around his waist. "—is Aoife." At the sound of her name, the toddler gurgled happily, slapping her tiny and pudgy hands against Remi's arm as she did her best to wave a enthusiastic greeting to the pale-haired man. "My daughter." Remi added after a moment, smiling down at her adoringly. Behind him, Isla nudged his shoulder with her muzzle. "Ah! And this is Isla. Isla, meet Oliver." With uncannily intelligent eyes, the unicorn scanned the man, before bobbing her head in an obvious greeting.
"This—" The alchemist said, wrapping an arm around Aoife so that she was snugly around his waist. "—is Aoife." At the sound of her name, the toddler gurgled happily, slapping her tiny and pudgy hands against Remi's arm as she did her best to wave a enthusiastic greeting to the pale-haired man. "My daughter." Remi added after a moment, smiling down at her adoringly. Behind him, Isla nudged his shoulder with her muzzle. "Ah! And this is Isla. Isla, meet Oliver." With uncannily intelligent eyes, the unicorn scanned the man, before bobbing her head in an obvious greeting.
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.
