Isla
Beaming at Mateo as well, Isla scoops him up into her arms and coos to him, completely charmed by his mischief and warmth. (It will likely prove a trend in the boy's life, but only time will tell on that end). Then as Remi predictably declines the offer, she turns to grin up at him, reaching out with a free hand to gently pinch his cheek. "Aww," she says, "it wasn't a question. Sit down, you big lug."
If she has to, she'll push down on Remi's shoulders with the expectation that he'll sink down onto the bed so she can perform a similar check up on him (as if she could move him without him wanting to be moved). "Do you think if you go and see Ludo, you'll be able to figure this new magic a bit better? I'd hate for you to disappear and not know where or when if you'll be back."
If she has to, she'll push down on Remi's shoulders with the expectation that he'll sink down onto the bed so she can perform a similar check up on him (as if she could move him without him wanting to be moved). "Do you think if you go and see Ludo, you'll be able to figure this new magic a bit better? I'd hate for you to disappear and not know where or when if you'll be back."
sooner or later, we all have to wake
and try forgetting everything
and try forgetting everything
