REMI
Lots of wine, Remi wants to comment, though he's quite certain that Ronin will bring an appropriate amount (and then some). He thinks he's found his foothold in the monumental cliffside that is the face of Amalia's wall. How long until his arms grow tired? When will his fingers no longer be able to pin him against the rock, holding him aloft on the smallest of edges? It doesn't matter. He had wings should he fall.
"None of us know." Remi says with a half-hearted laugh, the sound falling heavily to the ground between them. "Though...if Vi wanted you to have the ability to unequivocally save, you would have it. If being in Ludo's orbit has taught me anything it's that...sometimes death is what this world demands." He swallows, tugging her close. Remi is not one for kisses against foreheads as Ronin is (not with anyone but his husband, at least), the Alchemist being far more of a cuddler. So it is with the same affection that his fingers hold onto her, that ever deep inhale he offers against her is meant to counteract the turbulent tide of her soul. "Perhaps like me, you were simply there to prevent it from being worse than it otherwise might have been."
He knows from experience what a hard-won comfort this is, and how flat the words might seem at first. But, perhaps like him, she will come to see the truth of it.
"None of us know." Remi says with a half-hearted laugh, the sound falling heavily to the ground between them. "Though...if Vi wanted you to have the ability to unequivocally save, you would have it. If being in Ludo's orbit has taught me anything it's that...sometimes death is what this world demands." He swallows, tugging her close. Remi is not one for kisses against foreheads as Ronin is (not with anyone but his husband, at least), the Alchemist being far more of a cuddler. So it is with the same affection that his fingers hold onto her, that ever deep inhale he offers against her is meant to counteract the turbulent tide of her soul. "Perhaps like me, you were simply there to prevent it from being worse than it otherwise might have been."
He knows from experience what a hard-won comfort this is, and how flat the words might seem at first. But, perhaps like him, she will come to see the truth of 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.
