hope keeps us breathing, just to kill us in the end
He's absolutely heard that wrong.
Never mind the identical colouring or the flash of musicality that carries her words that make her capable of being no one else's aside from Ianto, Remi absolutely must have heard that wrong. The smile that was forming on the alchemist's cheeks at seeing the merchant has frozen in place, leaving the bottom half of Remi's expression looking softly amused while his eyes and eyebrows look comically horrified and confused.
The girl on his back wriggles and encourages him on, and it's only then that Remi is aware of a faint ringing in his ears. Or perhaps that's just the lingering effects of the girl's bright cackles.
"Sorry, I think I must have just had a stroke. Who is this?"
Never mind the identical colouring or the flash of musicality that carries her words that make her capable of being no one else's aside from Ianto, Remi absolutely must have heard that wrong. The smile that was forming on the alchemist's cheeks at seeing the merchant has frozen in place, leaving the bottom half of Remi's expression looking softly amused while his eyes and eyebrows look comically horrified and confused.
The girl on his back wriggles and encourages him on, and it's only then that Remi is aware of a faint ringing in his ears. Or perhaps that's just the lingering effects of the girl's bright cackles.
"Sorry, I think I must have just had a stroke. Who is this?"
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.
