You're good at looking at me like I'm see-through
I'm going to have a baby, too Remi nearly blurts out, choking on the words before they can slither past his lips. There's something unfairly charming and sickening about seeing Finn with his son, that has Remi's cheeks flushing and his eyes darting back down to the papers before him.
"Ah. How..interesting. Not all Outlanders come from the same world, you know." Remi points out, sounding just a touch defensive for absolutely no reason at all. At Finn's question, the alchemist's eyes focus on the sweeping lines of charcoal that he's marked the white page with. "Skyboat routes. I...well, that is, my son and I have made one. Are making one." He hastily corrects, flushing all the more and pulling in an exasperated breath as he silently wonders just what in the actual fuck is wrong with him.
"I didn't know you had a son." He mumbles stupidly, glancing across at Finn and Ever.
"Ah. How..interesting. Not all Outlanders come from the same world, you know." Remi points out, sounding just a touch defensive for absolutely no reason at all. At Finn's question, the alchemist's eyes focus on the sweeping lines of charcoal that he's marked the white page with. "Skyboat routes. I...well, that is, my son and I have made one. Are making one." He hastily corrects, flushing all the more and pulling in an exasperated breath as he silently wonders just what in the actual fuck is wrong with him.
"I didn't know you had a son." He mumbles stupidly, glancing across at Finn and Ever.
remi
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.
