REMI
Looping his arm around Ronin to draw him close, Remi just stifles an awkward sound that's both agreement and the start of an argument. It's only when Ronin mentions keeping the drawing, that Remi loses hold of his emotions entirely. He'd been thinking the words this entire time, wanting to keep it instead of letting the elements tear her face away as would surely happen on her grave, but had decided against it. Though Remi wasn't sure where the line of appropriate selfishness was, this, he thought, was perhaps a step over it. He had her in his memories, and wasn't that enough?
But as Ronin spoke the words he'd so wanted to, he realized that no. No, it absolutely wasn't. Gods how he needed every part of Aoife that remained in the world.
"Thank you." He whispers, a bubble of melancholy laughter breaking through his lips and making his whole body tense for a moment. "I'll make her two flower crowns to make up for it.."
But as Ronin spoke the words he'd so wanted to, he realized that no. No, it absolutely wasn't. Gods how he needed every part of Aoife that remained in the world.
"Thank you." He whispers, a bubble of melancholy laughter breaking through his lips and making his whole body tense for a moment. "I'll make her two flower crowns to make up for it.."
Who are you? They ask. Death?
Sometimes... I say. But not today
Sometimes... I say. But not today
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.
