i cut the ties and i jumped the tracks, for never to return
It's a strange conversational path that they walk down, though they do so easily as anything else they've ever done together. From stolen bits of food, to subtle threats, and finally to the possibility of spirits interfering with their lives and Ronin coming back from the dead; all this they take in stride, and never once does Remi's smile falter from his face.
What Ronin has to say gives the alchemist pause, deepening his blush as he pulls back from his husband's lips. "Sorry you're right. Let's pretend that one didn't happen." So saying the alchemist rubs the back of his hand across the huntsman's lips, thoroughly ruining the moment and any lingering sweetness the kiss might have left. "Alright well, if this really is a first date, then I should be—" Scooting to the other side of the nimbus, knees awkwardly pressed together, Remi gives the Star a rather bashful look through his curls. "—about here, I think. And not able to keep eye contact with you, I should think."
What Ronin has to say gives the alchemist pause, deepening his blush as he pulls back from his husband's lips. "Sorry you're right. Let's pretend that one didn't happen." So saying the alchemist rubs the back of his hand across the huntsman's lips, thoroughly ruining the moment and any lingering sweetness the kiss might have left. "Alright well, if this really is a first date, then I should be—" Scooting to the other side of the nimbus, knees awkwardly pressed together, Remi gives the Star a rather bashful look through his curls. "—about here, I think. And not able to keep eye contact with you, I should think."
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.
