the tightrope that i'm walking just sways and ties,
the devil as he's talking with those angel's eyes
the devil as he's talking with those angel's eyes
Remi both rises and crumbles beneath the other man's words. He has no desire tobe thought of anything in particular by anyone, but Finn sees more than most. Sees differently than most, and it's a microscope that the Alchemist both wants to be seen through to his very core and to avoid like the plague. "Both." He replies, his green gaze lost in the patterns of Finn's curls. "It depends what I'm measuring." Time since Aoife's death? It feels like nothing. Since he and Ronin were married? A lifetime. How long ago did he throw his wedding band into the sea? How long since Ronin died? It's almost as if time ceases to be an appropriate measure. "How is it for you?"
His eyes lower to the grasses which to his eyes appear entirely ordinary. "Can you see other things? The animals that come and go? The spirits?" But frowning, Remi realizes that he probably can't. If he could, he probably would have noticed Remi walking about as a spirit and wouldn't have tripped over him.
Glancing at Finn, taking in too much and not enough of him in the span of a few blinks, Remi nods. "I know I don't." Which was precisely why he would.
His eyes lower to the grasses which to his eyes appear entirely ordinary. "Can you see other things? The animals that come and go? The spirits?" But frowning, Remi realizes that he probably can't. If he could, he probably would have noticed Remi walking about as a spirit and wouldn't have tripped over him.
Glancing at Finn, taking in too much and not enough of him in the span of a few blinks, Remi nods. "I know I don't." Which was precisely why he would.
THE ALCHEMIST
but i just want to be there when the lightning strikes
& the saints go marching in
& the saints go marching in
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.
