Please, Don't Be The End

R E M I She told him not to speak, and somewhere in the weird and dark depths of their friendship, he thought that there was probably a joke or an innuendo about what had happened last time they were together and what was occurring now, but Remi's mind was in no position to try and make it. A nap? That sounded far too candy-coated for his liking, especially come from Isla, and though his face was anything but expressive at the moment (especially still covered in blood and dirt), he looked worried. But as she asked whether or not he trusted her, Remi nodded immediately despite the pain. "Al...ays..." He said, wishing that he could take her hand and tell her not to worry.