lay a whisper on my pillow, leave the winter on the ground
Remi both knows and doesn't know that something has happened. There are no differences between Ronin's astral self and his real self (until his astral self is injured, anyway), but when the form staggers against his side, instinctively Remi feels as if something has happened. Turning his massive skull to better look at the man leaning against him, the manticore raises one of his thick eyebrows. But then I'd be too tired to guard your dreams. He points out with a flat and toothy grin.
I... Remi thinks he has control over himself, but he'd not risk Ronin's life for anything. And so knowing that it truly is his husband at his side, he clumsily melds back into his own skin so that the chances of accidentally paralyzing Ronin with his tail are far lower. Never 0, but much closer at least. "Well that's a handy trick." Remi murmurs once all of his teeth are back where they ought to be. Grinning boyishly at his husband, the answer being obviously yes, he follows behind Ronin as the downpour attempts to wash away the blood that he's currently coated with.
I... Remi thinks he has control over himself, but he'd not risk Ronin's life for anything. And so knowing that it truly is his husband at his side, he clumsily melds back into his own skin so that the chances of accidentally paralyzing Ronin with his tail are far lower. Never 0, but much closer at least. "Well that's a handy trick." Remi murmurs once all of his teeth are back where they ought to be. Grinning boyishly at his husband, the answer being obviously yes, he follows behind Ronin as the downpour attempts to wash away the blood that he's currently coated with.
THE ALCHEMIST
i wake up lonely, this air of silence, in the bedroom and all around
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.
