everything looks perfect from far away
The more Oliver talked the more Remi's mind thought of Ianto. The fox was a prolific storyteller, and it made the alchemist chuckle just how many traits of his friend that the blonde was continually hitting up. "I am sure she would love that. At this stage you could babble nonsense at her and she would love it equally, so do not worry about it too much." He said with a reassuring grin. As if on key, Aoife turned around and strung together a string of sounds that indeed sounded like language. And perhaps it was, just not one Remi could understand. "Oh is that so?" He asked the toddler, who nodded triumphantly and went back to her dirt.
"Hmmmm." Remi replied with a thoughtful nod. However as Oliver's expression suddenly began to shift, the alchemist fell silent, his sea-glass green stare simply watching whatever it was the new-mage was going through. "You know, there is one way to tell..." He said, his smile growing decidedly crooked and mischievous as he raised his brows.
"Hmmmm." Remi replied with a thoughtful nod. However as Oliver's expression suddenly began to shift, the alchemist fell silent, his sea-glass green stare simply watching whatever it was the new-mage was going through. "You know, there is one way to tell..." He said, his smile growing decidedly crooked and mischievous as he raised his brows.
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.
