As if entirely fixated on their son, Remi hardly notices that Ronin hasn't sat down. His breath catches in his throat every time Mateo stirs, his eyes roaming over the boy's perfectly sweet face, hungry to memorize it all in an instant.
He should be more aware of the tone of Ronin's voice, but the pure bliss he feels has filled his ears with cotton such that for a few moments, the Star's voice is beautiful noise. But when Remi does realize what Ronin has said and importantly, the implications of it, his entire body stills and grows cold. Through furrowed brows and a mess of curls, the alchemist glances to the huntsman, silent but for the pounding of his heart. It would be like the sickness all over again, though worse, because it would be selfishness that kept him away from the Star. It makes the alchemist nauseous, how quickly he's willing to break a promise of never leaving Ronin like that again, so soon after having made it.
"Was this a mistake?" The words are whispered as if trying to keep Mateo from hearing them. What have they done, in creating this life, dreamed though it might be? What would it say about them, to just up and leave their child here? What would it say if they didn't?
He should be more aware of the tone of Ronin's voice, but the pure bliss he feels has filled his ears with cotton such that for a few moments, the Star's voice is beautiful noise. But when Remi does realize what Ronin has said and importantly, the implications of it, his entire body stills and grows cold. Through furrowed brows and a mess of curls, the alchemist glances to the huntsman, silent but for the pounding of his heart. It would be like the sickness all over again, though worse, because it would be selfishness that kept him away from the Star. It makes the alchemist nauseous, how quickly he's willing to break a promise of never leaving Ronin like that again, so soon after having made it.
"Was this a mistake?" The words are whispered as if trying to keep Mateo from hearing them. What have they done, in creating this life, dreamed though it might be? What would it say about them, to just up and leave their child here? What would it say if they didn't?
who's got their claws in you my friend?
into your heart i'll b e a t again
into your heart i'll b e a t again
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.
