that's the thing about pain // it demands to be felt
Remi snorts at that, looking up with dimpled amusement. Of course they're not prepared. Most couples have significant time to get ready for this sort of thing, whereas Remi and Ronin had...well, precisely nothing. The dreamworld the alchemist had built was fully supplied with everything a child could need. But this place? This no-longer Governor's cottage? "Gods, you're right. And Vai..." Remi's lips twist into a joyful shape. "She is going to be over the moon."
Nodding and then softly nuzzling Mateo's forehead, Remi glances across the room as his husband scurries about. "Alright. I'll go find Vai. And Ronin?" The trust and love Remi sends his husband then is perhaps a shade more genuine than even his joy about their son is. "I'll explain later. I promise." To the best of his ability, anyway.
Nodding and then softly nuzzling Mateo's forehead, Remi glances across the room as his husband scurries about. "Alright. I'll go find Vai. And Ronin?" The trust and love Remi sends his husband then is perhaps a shade more genuine than even his joy about their son is. "I'll explain later. I promise." To the best of his ability, anyway.
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.
