the lullaby
How do I learn my dreams to mold
To lay them bare in the morning cold?
To lay them bare in the morning cold?
"How it might make me feel to know that you said yes." Remi says with a shake of his head. Wondering if it was the whiskey or the late hour that was making this so much more difficult than it needed to be, before deciding that no, it was simply the complexity of their life. "Sorry. I do not mean to make this about me."
With a small laugh, Remi covers Ronin's hand with his own, no matter the feelings that might be passed between them. "I am not sure we can ever given one another blind understanding, but...blind support?" The corners of the alchemist's lips twitch, causing dimples to appear beneath his overgrown scruff. "That I am working on."
Raising his eyebrows, perhaps understanding what this would entail better than most given his history as a leader and a demigod, Remi exhales with a wooosh. "I...do not envy you that. No doubt Maeve will think she has it all well in hand, but...she's never crossed Safrin before, has she?" Wincing slightly, Remi gives his glass a contemplative stare. "No portals and no ascended...that...is a higher bar than they've been asked to meet." He notes. A bar set just for demigods as far as he knew, and even then, to say Remi was merely fraterinizing with the ascended would have been an understatement. "I can't see her taking you seriously."
With a small laugh, Remi covers Ronin's hand with his own, no matter the feelings that might be passed between them. "I am not sure we can ever given one another blind understanding, but...blind support?" The corners of the alchemist's lips twitch, causing dimples to appear beneath his overgrown scruff. "That I am working on."
Raising his eyebrows, perhaps understanding what this would entail better than most given his history as a leader and a demigod, Remi exhales with a wooosh. "I...do not envy you that. No doubt Maeve will think she has it all well in hand, but...she's never crossed Safrin before, has she?" Wincing slightly, Remi gives his glass a contemplative stare. "No portals and no ascended...that...is a higher bar than they've been asked to meet." He notes. A bar set just for demigods as far as he knew, and even then, to say Remi was merely fraterinizing with the ascended would have been an understatement. "I can't see her taking you seriously."
If they're still out there then the chasm grows
For all you know, for all you've known
For all you know, for all you've known
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.
