walked out this morning and i wrote down this song.
i just can't remember who to send it to
i just can't remember who to send it to
Watching Seren skip away, the alchemist could help but feel a reluctant sense of obligation to watch her. If she fell while he was right there, saving her being well within his magical means, he surely wouldn't be able to live with himself. That didn't mean he stopped his eyes from narrowing or his expression from becoming rather begrudging as he waited for her to return.
When she did, sweetly offering up something she thought Aoife might have liked, Remi had to bite his tongue to keep from telling her to keep her shit-shells from his daughter's shrine. You couldn't say that to a child, no matter how cold-hearted. The fact that Seren was only trying to help made Remi's sudden flare of anger sit all the more unhappily in his stomach. "If you want. She's gone, so it isn't like she can see them now." He replied with a dull shrug.
When she did, sweetly offering up something she thought Aoife might have liked, Remi had to bite his tongue to keep from telling her to keep her shit-shells from his daughter's shrine. You couldn't say that to a child, no matter how cold-hearted. The fact that Seren was only trying to help made Remi's sudden flare of anger sit all the more unhappily in his stomach. "If you want. She's gone, so it isn't like she can see them now." He replied with a dull shrug.
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.
