This scar I can't reverse, when the more it heals the worse it hurts
In that moment Remi can't honestly say if he'd open himself through the attuned bond, should it still be there between he and the Star. His feelings are too vile, too horrifying, too loud, and murderous. And right now, despite everything Ronin is to him and everything he's always been, the alchemist doesn't feel safe sharing those things just yet. And so he merely stares through the darkness at a man who no longer glows with love, no matter how obviously there the emotion might be. Remi doesn't glow with it either, though his love is there as well. Strong as the tide, but similarly hidden behind vast and frothy waves.
Remi doesn't respond to what his husband says, though the distance in his gaze suggests that whatever he might be hoping to hear, that hadn't been it.
"You'll want to sit down, before I put us to sleep." His voice is instructive and neutral, his accent perhaps thickening all the more for the lack of feeling in it. "I'll take us right to Mateo."
Remi doesn't respond to what his husband says, though the distance in his gaze suggests that whatever he might be hoping to hear, that hadn't been it.
"You'll want to sit down, before I put us to sleep." His voice is instructive and neutral, his accent perhaps thickening all the more for the lack of feeling in it. "I'll take us right to Mateo."
REMI
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.
