that's the thing about pain // it demands to be felt
"Mmmm, something to show of your rack, mmm?" The alchemist quips, though already he can feel the cold pull of unconsciousness sloshing against the back of his skull. Sleepily looking up at Sugar, Remi thinks he beams up at her, but he might have only just blinked dozily.
"I dare very easily, I think you'll find." He comments with a slow smile, though it fades at the mention of the blight. "Well..you did bring me lots of dead things to remember you by." Remi says with a stiff shrug. "But...I didn't, really." He admits, glancing up with a sad sort of frown. It was the reason why he'd so desperately tried to rekindle a friendship with Loren. Look what a disaster that had been. "How have you been?" Tugging on Ronin's hand that the huntsman might sit next to him, Remi does what he can to blink his eyes open, focusing as intently as possible on his husband.
"I dare very easily, I think you'll find." He comments with a slow smile, though it fades at the mention of the blight. "Well..you did bring me lots of dead things to remember you by." Remi says with a stiff shrug. "But...I didn't, really." He admits, glancing up with a sad sort of frown. It was the reason why he'd so desperately tried to rekindle a friendship with Loren. Look what a disaster that had been. "How have you been?" Tugging on Ronin's hand that the huntsman might sit next to him, Remi does what he can to blink his eyes open, focusing as intently as possible on his husband.
THE
ALCHEMIST
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.
