right now everything you want is wrong
& right now all your dreams are waking up
& right now all your dreams are waking up
"It might not. But there's also no reason to apologize for killing someone who doesn't even exist in this world." Remi says, tonelessly, if only because the emotions he feels are not ones he dares coat his words.
"Not that you remember." The alchemist suggests, perhaps unhelpfully. " I find...something about my magic makes people remember their dreams more often than they otherwise would." This is said with an air of apology as Remi shoves his hands into his pockets.
Finn mentions Apopo, and as Remi staggers with the memory he unconsciously falls into step with the Spyglass. It's a moment in time he hadn't let himself think about. It was beautiful and brutal and so fragile that even looking upon it in his minds-eye was enough to shatter it. "I remember." Remi whispers, digging his nails into his palm lest his fingers reach out to take Finn's. "I remember things that didn't happen." They'd been so close then, on the verge of being saved: from each other, from the world, from everything they'd done and were destined to do.
Remi's cheeks flush brilliantly, but poorly dressed as he was, it would be easy for an onlooker to think it was from the cold. "Do..you remember?" He wonders, fearfully giving voice to a worry that his relationship with Finn was woefully one-sided.
"Not that you remember." The alchemist suggests, perhaps unhelpfully. " I find...something about my magic makes people remember their dreams more often than they otherwise would." This is said with an air of apology as Remi shoves his hands into his pockets.
Finn mentions Apopo, and as Remi staggers with the memory he unconsciously falls into step with the Spyglass. It's a moment in time he hadn't let himself think about. It was beautiful and brutal and so fragile that even looking upon it in his minds-eye was enough to shatter it. "I remember." Remi whispers, digging his nails into his palm lest his fingers reach out to take Finn's. "I remember things that didn't happen." They'd been so close then, on the verge of being saved: from each other, from the world, from everything they'd done and were destined to do.
Remi's cheeks flush brilliantly, but poorly dressed as he was, it would be easy for an onlooker to think it was from the cold. "Do..you remember?" He wonders, fearfully giving voice to a worry that his relationship with Finn was woefully one-sided.
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.
