hope keeps us breathing, just to kill us in the end
'I am sorry to hear that.' Remi offers with an easy smile, finding that talk of death combined with Fiadh's antics makes Ianto much easier to bear.
"Sweet girl, you have no idea." The alchemist rumbles, flashing her a smile suddenly filled with interlocking sharp teeth. Lifting her onto his shoulders just as easy as anything, Remi holds onto her feet for balance preparing himself for the inevitable tug of small and sticky fingers in his curls.
'I had no idea....I am sorry I was not here, to.." Though what Remi might have done, he has no idea. Still, he offers the fox a guilty smile, assuming that on at least one occasion of stealthing into Ianto's dreams just to wake up in the wagon, there had been another little body he hadn't even noticed.
'What say you, Fiadh? Would you like to go across the world with me one day?' Bouncing on his feet to jar the child on his shoulders, Remi tilts his head as if he might spy her where she sits.
"Sweet girl, you have no idea." The alchemist rumbles, flashing her a smile suddenly filled with interlocking sharp teeth. Lifting her onto his shoulders just as easy as anything, Remi holds onto her feet for balance preparing himself for the inevitable tug of small and sticky fingers in his curls.
'I had no idea....I am sorry I was not here, to.." Though what Remi might have done, he has no idea. Still, he offers the fox a guilty smile, assuming that on at least one occasion of stealthing into Ianto's dreams just to wake up in the wagon, there had been another little body he hadn't even noticed.
'What say you, Fiadh? Would you like to go across the world with me one day?' Bouncing on his feet to jar the child on his shoulders, Remi tilts his head as if he might spy her where she sits.
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.
