right now everything you want is wrong
& right now all your dreams are waking up
& right now all your dreams are waking up
"Why did it take you until now to wonder why I disliked her so much?" The alchemist counters. It doesn't make Remi's lack of communication justified though, and he realizes it instantly. "It's all linked together. Ludo said if I ever said a word about it, it would take Mateo away." Remi fidgets, obviously wanting to say more especially given the honest tone of their conversation, but being unable to. "I know you are only here because of her...and I never want you to feel like you can't talk to me about her, even though it must feel exactly that way but I...I don't know what to do, and I can't even ask anyone for help."
Ronin doesn't ask more about Vi, about how Remi knows and what was said, and for now the alchemist lets it go. What Vi had said about balance and how they might stand together while keeping things as they should be, feels a little too sweet and hopeful on the heels of everything they've both just confessed.
'It feels that way. With who we are now. What we're expected to do. Stormbreak this, war that...and now we can't even die to escape it." Remi barks a hollow laugh to punctuate the sentiment, though it's entirely possible that you've got to be the demigod of death to find humour in something so dark.
Ronin's question has the alchemist frowning into his hands again. Feeling lost and small and worthless, the Lullaby just shakes his head. "I don't know anymore. Somedays it feels like nothing at all. Or that there isn't time for what I do and don't care about."
Ronin doesn't ask more about Vi, about how Remi knows and what was said, and for now the alchemist lets it go. What Vi had said about balance and how they might stand together while keeping things as they should be, feels a little too sweet and hopeful on the heels of everything they've both just confessed.
'It feels that way. With who we are now. What we're expected to do. Stormbreak this, war that...and now we can't even die to escape it." Remi barks a hollow laugh to punctuate the sentiment, though it's entirely possible that you've got to be the demigod of death to find humour in something so dark.
Ronin's question has the alchemist frowning into his hands again. Feeling lost and small and worthless, the Lullaby just shakes his head. "I don't know anymore. Somedays it feels like nothing at all. Or that there isn't time for what I do and don't care about."
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.
