that's the thing about pain // it demands to be felt
It's a strangled sort of relief that the alchemist feels to see Isla return to Ludo's rags. Much easier to see the herald like this than it is to see the whispers of it behind the medic's blue eyes.
"Whatever this is between you and Safrin...thank you. For him." Remi gestures sweetly to the baby in his arms, looking at the empty space Ludo had occupied as it disappears.
"Oh Mateo...what have I done, hmm?" The Lullaby sings lovingly to the babe, bouncing him ever so slightly in his arms and offering the boy a faint smile. "I suppose this is just the first in a long line of stupid things I'll do for you." Remi adds, his smile crooked and sad and then excited as he thinks of waking up.
"Well, shall we?"
And then they are awake.
They.
"Ronin..?" Sitting up, Mateo nestled against his chest, Remi's heart flutters with the anticipation of questions he can't answer, and lives newly begun.
"Whatever this is between you and Safrin...thank you. For him." Remi gestures sweetly to the baby in his arms, looking at the empty space Ludo had occupied as it disappears.
"Oh Mateo...what have I done, hmm?" The Lullaby sings lovingly to the babe, bouncing him ever so slightly in his arms and offering the boy a faint smile. "I suppose this is just the first in a long line of stupid things I'll do for you." Remi adds, his smile crooked and sad and then excited as he thinks of waking up.
"Well, shall we?"
And then they are awake.
They.
"Ronin..?" Sitting up, Mateo nestled against his chest, Remi's heart flutters with the anticipation of questions he can't answer, and lives newly begun.
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.
