that's the thing about pain // it demands to be felt
The boy in his arms is real. Gods he knows it now. Every stutter of breath, every yawn and flutter of Mateo's eyelashes is somehow better than his mind could ever have recreated it. Unable to pull his eyes away from the infant in his arms, the alchemist takes his own shaky breath, eyebrows flexing and tugging as if carried away by the tide, so tumultuous are the emotions he feels.
"Just so I understand...the secret is that Vanya exists still as a star—that Safrin lied about it? Or this deal you are making with me?" No doubt Ludo will feel the cogs of Remi's mind spinning and turning, wondering if there are ways for the Lullaby to point the Star toward Safrin's deception whilst keeping their son safe.
"Just so I understand...the secret is that Vanya exists still as a star—that Safrin lied about it? Or this deal you are making with me?" No doubt Ludo will feel the cogs of Remi's mind spinning and turning, wondering if there are ways for the Lullaby to point the Star toward Safrin's deception whilst keeping their son safe.
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.
