hope keeps us breathing, just to kill us in the end
"There's nothing to make up." Remi said sadly, in a tone perhaps reminiscent of Ronin's upon hearing Remi had moronicly asked Loren to kiss him to prove a point. It was resignation and defeat and there was nothing either of them could do. Not until one of them could beat Safrin at her own games, anyway.
Reaching a hand into Ronin's lap that he might somehow tangle himself needily against his partner, Remi closed his eyes tight for a moment as he took a breath. "I can't...be her father, Ronin." He whispered, hazarding a glance into the bluest eyes he'd ever known. "And not just because of how all of this happened. Aoife was.." His voice wavered at that, his expression crumpling and then breaking altogether.
..everything He finished silently, biting back a sob, teeth clenched.
Reaching a hand into Ronin's lap that he might somehow tangle himself needily against his partner, Remi closed his eyes tight for a moment as he took a breath. "I can't...be her father, Ronin." He whispered, hazarding a glance into the bluest eyes he'd ever known. "And not just because of how all of this happened. Aoife was.." His voice wavered at that, his expression crumpling and then breaking altogether.
..everything He finished silently, biting back a sob, teeth clenched.
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.
