the lullaby
i don't want the world to see me,
because I don't think they'd understand
because I don't think they'd understand
The moment is perfectly absurd in a way that fits only them, and Remi finds himself relaxing into Ronin's embrace in a way that his battered body hadn't previously allowed for. "At what point in history was it ever in fashion to hold your spouse on a cloud." He doesn't add after nearly killing him, of course. In absolutely no position to do anything at all about the way his mind wants to demand of his hands to undress the Huntsman and tug him close, the alchemist merely sighs with a shaky and weary contentment against his husband.
"Well whatever we call it, I think I would very much like to be held." Remi agrees, knowing that going to sleep in his current condition is likely ill-advised, but wanting little else other than to sink into the darkness with Ronin's arms wrapped around him.
"Well whatever we call it, I think I would very much like to be held." Remi agrees, knowing that going to sleep in his current condition is likely ill-advised, but wanting little else other than to sink into the darkness with Ronin's arms wrapped around him.
when everything's meant to be broken,
i just want you to know who I am
i just want you to know who I am
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.
