the lullaby
Love isn't all that it seems
I did you wrong
I did you wrong
"Well enough." Remi replies with a small shrug, sounding both humble and wary at the same time. The good times were gone before he had a chance to enjoy them these days such that it was almost an act of blasphemy to just assert that yes, things were good.
Unable to comment on Frey's mindset, the alchemist can only snort a crackle of amusement. "Having not had siblings, I would not know." He replies with a chuckle and roll of his eyes. He supposed he could understand what it was she was getting at, but having always been at the forefront of this runaway train that was demigoodhood, it was hard to empathize.
"How is that coming? Anything I can help with?" He had already but depending on what it was she needed, Remi was sure he could probably find time to help collect other things for her. Watching her cradle Enzo, the alchemist sighs, before Flora's cries drag his attention away. The jingle bug having fled her field of view caused large crocodile tears to well up in her eyes. "Oh, amore mio." He croons, reaching for her. "It is not so bad as all that, is it?" In his arms the girl seemed to decide that no, it was not so bad.
'They really do.' He agrees, turning back to Phoebe. "I keep waiting for these two to suddenly...sprout, as Mateo did." As all the children did, it seemed.
Unable to comment on Frey's mindset, the alchemist can only snort a crackle of amusement. "Having not had siblings, I would not know." He replies with a chuckle and roll of his eyes. He supposed he could understand what it was she was getting at, but having always been at the forefront of this runaway train that was demigoodhood, it was hard to empathize.
"How is that coming? Anything I can help with?" He had already but depending on what it was she needed, Remi was sure he could probably find time to help collect other things for her. Watching her cradle Enzo, the alchemist sighs, before Flora's cries drag his attention away. The jingle bug having fled her field of view caused large crocodile tears to well up in her eyes. "Oh, amore mio." He croons, reaching for her. "It is not so bad as all that, is it?" In his arms the girl seemed to decide that no, it was not so bad.
'They really do.' He agrees, turning back to Phoebe. "I keep waiting for these two to suddenly...sprout, as Mateo did." As all the children did, it seemed.
I'll stay here with you
Until this dream is gone
Until this dream is gone
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.
