i'll follow you into the dark

i'll stay here with you until this dream is gone

Like Amalia, Remi is not convinced. His hand runs over the crest of her ribcage, engulfed in white fur, though careful not to touch the skin below. This means that his affection is surface-level at best, but given her current state, he thinks that's likely all she wants.

"Just how long are we planning on being there, that we need to bring a chef along?" Remi wants to know, though his tone of voice makes it sound rhetorical. Especially given the cook's relationship to Vanya. It probably has nothing at all to do with his utility that he's coming along, and everything to do with Ronin being unable to say no to the sea-bird's kin.

Leaning his head back against Ronin's shoulder, Remi exhales an exhausted breath into the side of the Star's neck as his eyes flutter shut. It's a wave of relief, to feel the love and calm that pulses off of his husband, and though Remi's magical endurance is at an all-time low, for this he'll absolutely drain himself dry. I hate to say it...but I'm exhausted..