oh but that's the irony: broken people are not fragile
Remi nods, before his expression contorts into a rather feral looking grimace. He knows Vai is right. Knows that he needs to get himself together, if not for himself or Ronin, but for Mateo. But gods if he just can't muster the energy. Not right now anyway. Perhaps in a few more days, or weeks even, but now? Now every breath feels like a task he hasn't the heart for.
Releasing his food that he might spread his hands over hers, the alchemist bows his head and tries to meander his way toward the comfort her words are meant to inspire. "I don't want to wallow, but...gods Vai, I'm so tired of this." So tired of the trials and tribulations. So tired of being thrown about on a sea he didn't understand. So tired of being pulled away from Ronin in various ways.
Releasing his food that he might spread his hands over hers, the alchemist bows his head and tries to meander his way toward the comfort her words are meant to inspire. "I don't want to wallow, but...gods Vai, I'm so tired of this." So tired of the trials and tribulations. So tired of being thrown about on a sea he didn't understand. So tired of being pulled away from Ronin in various ways.
The Lullaby
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.
