the lullaby
And if the sky grows heavy
wrap your arms around me tight; we'll be alright
wrap your arms around me tight; we'll be alright
'Mmmm.' Remi agrees with a slight nod, having to still again the urge to simply lean down and kiss away the tears forming in her eyes. "If I have learned one thing, is that loving someone does not mean you never hurt them. It just means you always come back to make it right." Taking one of her hands in his, he presses his lips softly to her knuckles, though doesn't allow the touch to linger.
Gathering her against him and pulling in a deep breath that fills his lungs such that the muscles on his sides stretch pleasingly, Remi nods against the top of her head. "That is the problem with being able to teleport. I was already halfway across the world by the time I realized I should not have left. Had I stormed off like a normal idiot I would have been here much sooner." Chuckling slightly at himself, Remi stops the patterns his fingers are tracing along Isla's back in favour of simply holding her close. He isn't quite sure what constitutes friendly touches between them anymore.
"Speaking of things we might have done sooner...I expect there is a blue-eyed one-armed man sitting alone somewhere, wondering what he did wrong to miss out on easily the most fantastic woman in all of Caido..." Isla smells of cinders and smoke, but there is still something unmistakably her tangled up in it as well. Breathing in deeply and fixing the feel of her against his chest in his mind—where he can feel her chin against him, where the top of her head reaches, the slope of her shoulderblades and the way her feet neatly tuck between his—Remi pulls back. "I would never tell you what to do, but if you thought you had to put your own happiness on hold because of my stupidity and selfishness...please don't.
Gathering her against him and pulling in a deep breath that fills his lungs such that the muscles on his sides stretch pleasingly, Remi nods against the top of her head. "That is the problem with being able to teleport. I was already halfway across the world by the time I realized I should not have left. Had I stormed off like a normal idiot I would have been here much sooner." Chuckling slightly at himself, Remi stops the patterns his fingers are tracing along Isla's back in favour of simply holding her close. He isn't quite sure what constitutes friendly touches between them anymore.
"Speaking of things we might have done sooner...I expect there is a blue-eyed one-armed man sitting alone somewhere, wondering what he did wrong to miss out on easily the most fantastic woman in all of Caido..." Isla smells of cinders and smoke, but there is still something unmistakably her tangled up in it as well. Breathing in deeply and fixing the feel of her against his chest in his mind—where he can feel her chin against him, where the top of her head reaches, the slope of her shoulderblades and the way her feet neatly tuck between his—Remi pulls back. "I would never tell you what to do, but if you thought you had to put your own happiness on hold because of my stupidity and selfishness...please don't.
If the ground gives way beneath us,
If we should fall to pieces
Find me where I first found you
If we should fall to pieces
Find me where I first found you
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.
