Aoife nods knowingly at this, cooing softly to herself as her eyebrows move up and down to punctuate her incoherent babbles. "Oh, you've no need to tell me. It absolutely already has. And why shouldn't it? Stars in her eyes and a fearsome dragon at home to do her bidding?" Pressing a kiss to the back of Aoife's head—which the girl tried to wriggle away from—Remi merely laughed adoringly.
"Offended me?" Remi repeated, his head tilting slightly to the side. His brows inched towards one another as a boyishly confused expression softly contorted the alchemist's features.
AsLoren approached, the alchemist pulled in a subtle breath, jarred slightly by the summoner's jaunty tone. He had the constantly remind himself that the Loren of today was not the one he once knew nor even the one who had come back all those months ago. But it did take reminding.
"I am not one for riddles." He said apologetically. To punctuate this, Aoife trilled loudly, reaching up to pinch at Remi's lips, half-heartedly cooing a response as well.
"Offended me?" Remi repeated, his head tilting slightly to the side. His brows inched towards one another as a boyishly confused expression softly contorted the alchemist's features.
As
"I am not one for riddles." He said apologetically. To punctuate this, Aoife trilled loudly, reaching up to pinch at Remi's lips, half-heartedly cooing a response as well.
we were ring-around-the-rosy children, they were circles around the sun
never give up, never slow down, never grow old,
never, ever die young
never give up, never slow down, never grow old,
never, ever die young
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.
