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
No, neither would care, and Remi is already grinning to imagine himself bundled up beneath furs and his husband, watching as the world was swallowing by silent white. Finding his husband's gaze and leaning into the feeling of Ronin's fingers against his cheek, Remi's eyes grow dark for a moment with a predatory acknowledgement of just what the Huntsman's words mean in the context of their love. For a moment the alchemist lingers, caught in that ever-present tide of wordless affection and love he has for Ronin, wanting to freeze it if only for a moment, so he can point out just how deeply it ran. But words had never been the alchemist's forte, and so he merely sighs and gives his husband's hand a squeeze.
"Parts of it, surely." Remi says with a nod. "But not all the way through. Maybe it will be thick enough we can take Mateo ice fishing here." Reluctant as ever to visit Halo, it would be nice to go skating or fishing in the Greatwood instead of venturing over the mountains. Sweeping open their door and beckoning Ronin inside, the alchemist begins to promptly strip out of his clothes.
"Parts of it, surely." Remi says with a nod. "But not all the way through. Maybe it will be thick enough we can take Mateo ice fishing here." Reluctant as ever to visit Halo, it would be nice to go skating or fishing in the Greatwood instead of venturing over the mountains. Sweeping open their door and beckoning Ronin inside, the alchemist begins to promptly strip out of his clothes.
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.
