i'll stay here with you until this dream is gone
"Hey," Remi hums emphatically, eyes narrowing slightly as he gives his husband an imploring look. "This isn't all on you." There is responsibility on Ronin's shoulders to be sure, but not all of it. Morgan, Chulane, Amalia and now himself, hopefully, will be there to carry some of the weight.
Mostly content (because, well, it's hard not to be left wanting with two Ronin's in bed), Remi lets himself be fussed and fed, enjoying both equally. Playfully and predictably the alchemist snaps his fingers at his husband, following it up with a wry and adoring smile. Every touch and every look is a balm, and though the Lullaby thinks that perhaps there will need to be a conversation about things done and said in dreams, all of it seems as though it can wait.
"Lucky for you it was frozen." Remi chuckles, before tilting his head as if just hearing the shower water properly. Blinking a few times, as if it would help shuffle his thoughts back into place, he glances back to Ronin. "Is she alright?" He wonders, concern furrowing his brow. Amalia has...never quite struck him as the type for what Remi can only imagine occurred between she and Ronin. "Will she want to talk about it?" Or, apologize and then run away, more likely.
Mostly content (because, well, it's hard not to be left wanting with two Ronin's in bed), Remi lets himself be fussed and fed, enjoying both equally. Playfully and predictably the alchemist snaps his fingers at his husband, following it up with a wry and adoring smile. Every touch and every look is a balm, and though the Lullaby thinks that perhaps there will need to be a conversation about things done and said in dreams, all of it seems as though it can wait.
"Lucky for you it was frozen." Remi chuckles, before tilting his head as if just hearing the shower water properly. Blinking a few times, as if it would help shuffle his thoughts back into place, he glances back to Ronin. "Is she alright?" He wonders, concern furrowing his brow. Amalia has...never quite struck him as the type for what Remi can only imagine occurred between she and Ronin. "Will she want to talk about it?" Or, apologize and then run away, more likely.
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.
