hope keeps us breathing, just to kill us in the end
This, is perhaps one of the least eloquent things the alchemist has ever blurted out in his life, but it's all he can think to say in the moment. "But you're gay." Of all the people Remi knew to wind up with a surprise child, the merchant was at the very bottom of whatever list he might come up with.
Having developed parental instincts, Remi's arms easily catch the girl who suddenly stares up at him. She certainly looks like a child, but the alchemist can't shake the feeling that this was all just some strange trick. "Uh." Remi's eloquence continues. Shifting Fiadh in his arms that she might be slightly more upright (not that she seems to mind being held like a piece of plywood), he shuffles along after Ianto on autopilot.
"I'm...well. I'm holding your daughter." It is nothing like what Ronin feels regarding Safrin and Sunjata, but the alchemist isn't without insight of what it means to be unfairly jealous. There will always be a part of him that keeps lit a small flame for the fox, and it's that heat that turns his stomach now. 'Con..gratulations?'
Having developed parental instincts, Remi's arms easily catch the girl who suddenly stares up at him. She certainly looks like a child, but the alchemist can't shake the feeling that this was all just some strange trick. "Uh." Remi's eloquence continues. Shifting Fiadh in his arms that she might be slightly more upright (not that she seems to mind being held like a piece of plywood), he shuffles along after Ianto on autopilot.
"I'm...well. I'm holding your daughter." It is nothing like what Ronin feels regarding Safrin and Sunjata, but the alchemist isn't without insight of what it means to be unfairly jealous. There will always be a part of him that keeps lit a small flame for the fox, and it's that heat that turns his stomach now. 'Con..gratulations?'
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.
