you trace my lines, stirring my soul
"I won't. And, at least I have Mateo." Their boy would keep him grounded, if only because Remi's dedication to their son was far stronger than any self-destructive tendencies he might feel. 'Over and over....' The words are sing-song as they leave his lips, Remi very much liking the sound of that. So much so that he lets himself tumble to the side, dragging Ronin down into the bed with him.
Remi's lips fish-picker as his cheeks are pressed together, sticking his tongue out through them to try and utterly ruin what was already an incredibly sloppy kiss. It lightens his heart significantly, and his sigh of gratitude as his head nestles against a pillow says everything of his love and appreciation of the lengths the Star will go to to cheer him up. "Alright. Well, I expect you to find some really horrible new cuisine to tell me about. Or some...weird animals, or customs or something."
Remi's lips fish-picker as his cheeks are pressed together, sticking his tongue out through them to try and utterly ruin what was already an incredibly sloppy kiss. It lightens his heart significantly, and his sigh of gratitude as his head nestles against a pillow says everything of his love and appreciation of the lengths the Star will go to to cheer him up. "Alright. Well, I expect you to find some really horrible new cuisine to tell me about. Or some...weird animals, or customs or something."
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.
