maybe i'm a runaway train, maybe i'm a feather in a hurricane
Oliver's indecision didn't really seem the sort of thing the alchemist could assist with—not with his own itchy feet and desire to be anywhere but Torchline—and so he merely offers the other man a supportive smile.
"Oh.." Running his fingers through his curls for a moment, and then letting his hand linger on the back of his neck, Remi bites the inside of his cheek. "I think...that perhaps Wessex isn't going to be the sort of..impartial and completely fair ruler that you're expecting her to be." It wasn't a judgement on the ascended, just an observation. "Not every ruler is like that. But...if you don't like it, then perhaps moving is a good idea."
That Oliver was not one who had accepted the cure from the Voice was a little surprising, but then Remi wasn't entirely all that familiar with the blacksmith's convictions when it came to Safrin. 'Sure. I'm not sure when or where Ronin and I will be, but...if we find anything worth noting, you can be sure we'll let everyone know."
Glancing over his shoulder and letting his hand fall back toward his side, Remi returns his gaze to Oliver. "Well, I should get back. We're leaving soon, and no doubt Ronin has discovered how little I've packed so far. Good luck, with whatever you decide to do." So saying, Remi smiles, before turning and walking back toward the lighthouse.
~FIN
"Oh.." Running his fingers through his curls for a moment, and then letting his hand linger on the back of his neck, Remi bites the inside of his cheek. "I think...that perhaps Wessex isn't going to be the sort of..impartial and completely fair ruler that you're expecting her to be." It wasn't a judgement on the ascended, just an observation. "Not every ruler is like that. But...if you don't like it, then perhaps moving is a good idea."
That Oliver was not one who had accepted the cure from the Voice was a little surprising, but then Remi wasn't entirely all that familiar with the blacksmith's convictions when it came to Safrin. 'Sure. I'm not sure when or where Ronin and I will be, but...if we find anything worth noting, you can be sure we'll let everyone know."
Glancing over his shoulder and letting his hand fall back toward his side, Remi returns his gaze to Oliver. "Well, I should get back. We're leaving soon, and no doubt Ronin has discovered how little I've packed so far. Good luck, with whatever you decide to do." So saying, Remi smiles, before turning and walking back toward the lighthouse.
~FIN
THE LULLABY
maybe it's a long gray game, but maybe that's a good thing
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.
