i've seen fire & i've seen rain.
i've seen sunny days that i thought would never end
i've seen sunny days that i thought would never end
He glances over his shoulder at her, surprised but not unhappy with how she chooses to respond. Like him, Amalia has changed in fundamental ways too, and despite hating the road that has brought them both here, he's glad that at least they're able to talk openly.
'You sound like Maea. She said something similar, though I ought to feel so grateful your gods have taken an interest in me, even if that interest manifests itself in curses and punishment." Snorting under his breath, he kicks water against her foot, breaking the tension of their conversation by breaking the water. Or trying to, at least. 'But I take your meaning." He says with a sigh.
Without warning, Remi pushes himself off of the dock and into the water. The rush of cold is a brilliant thrill that makes him want to gasp and laugh all at the same time. Colour rushes to his cheeks, and treading water as he is, his clothes loose around him, he looks ridiculously boyish and carefree for a moment.
"If they want your help, I'll aid you." He says after a moment, glancing up at her. "And...I'll ask Ludo what its expectations are from me with regards to...well. All of it." It was as the raggedy god had told him oh so long ago, when first they'd met. There was always a choice. Death was always an option; if Remi didn't want to help, he didn't have to.
'You sound like Maea. She said something similar, though I ought to feel so grateful your gods have taken an interest in me, even if that interest manifests itself in curses and punishment." Snorting under his breath, he kicks water against her foot, breaking the tension of their conversation by breaking the water. Or trying to, at least. 'But I take your meaning." He says with a sigh.
Without warning, Remi pushes himself off of the dock and into the water. The rush of cold is a brilliant thrill that makes him want to gasp and laugh all at the same time. Colour rushes to his cheeks, and treading water as he is, his clothes loose around him, he looks ridiculously boyish and carefree for a moment.
"If they want your help, I'll aid you." He says after a moment, glancing up at her. "And...I'll ask Ludo what its expectations are from me with regards to...well. All of it." It was as the raggedy god had told him oh so long ago, when first they'd met. There was always a choice. Death was always an option; if Remi didn't want to help, he didn't have to.
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.
