i'm not the man they think i am at home
"She keeps to herself most of the time." Remi's companion was unlike all the rest, her soul more robust in some ways, but shallower in others. "She used to be a woman." He added after a moment, his smile tense as he looked down at the ground, rubbing absently at the back of his neck.
"A bit of both." Remi replied thoughtfully, raising his eyes back to Peter. Before he might have said more a bit of mud began to steadily creep over the alchemist's shoe, slurping up his laces like bits of spaghetti. Raising a brow and sighing a bit ruefully, he shook his head. "Much as I have always loved nature, I think I can safely say this has been the most burdensome."
"A bit of both." Remi replied thoughtfully, raising his eyes back to Peter. Before he might have said more a bit of mud began to steadily creep over the alchemist's shoe, slurping up his laces like bits of spaghetti. Raising a brow and sighing a bit ruefully, he shook his head. "Much as I have always loved nature, I think I can safely say this has been the most burdensome."
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.
