i wish i could say that i am a light that never goes out
"No, its.." He shudders another breath—a gasp—as he shakes his head. I feel...you. Your emotions. His thumb slips to softly press against her hand which is pressed over it, her fingers slender and soft compared to his. It's..it's..more than the attuned bond somehow. With his free hand, he rubs at his chest, over the mass of scar tissue as if trying to knead-away the anxious pressure that had built up there. If feels palpable, like he really might be able to shove it away.
"I think I thought..."...if I didn't let anyone in, I'd never have to hurt like this again. He mumbles, finally silent half-way through and letting his mind take over. Gods damn you for wriggling your way in. He means it, too. But under all of it Remi is still grateful. Because as much as it hurts now, and as much as this friendship will likely torture them both in the future, he does love her. He can't help it.
but I f l i c k e r
from time to time
REMI
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.