[KQ] dead and gone and passed

but baby i've been here before; i've seen this room and i've walked this floor

Feeling strangely empty (though perhaps that was just what being magically exhausted felt like these days), Remi turns back toward the skeleton. Not as large as the one that needed to be moved to reveal the entrance to what was now just a large crater in the ground, still the remnants of the gargoyle were nothing to sneeze at. Drawing a breath, shadows tug out from anything which casts them, stretching long towards the Lullaby and dousing him a protective shield of darkness.

Just because Mort guided him here did not make Remi think that anything about what he was going to do next would be safe.

I love you. He thinks through the attuned bond, not minding if Jata heard the words despite not being intended for him, nor if the other man felt the easy and deep affection that accompanied them. Reaching out, the Lullaby wraps his fingers around the base of the blackened rib bone and pulls.