and my heart ran away with me
With an easy laugh, Remi shrugs his shoulders. Given that the last dinner party the pair had attended resulted in Finn throwing a bloody napkin at him and telling him to fuck off, the alchemist was fairly convinced that nothing could happen between the trio that would be worse than that. "Only if you host it. Right now neither the Greatwood nor Stormbreak seem a good place for a dinner party."
Letting his wings spin them in a lazy circle that the sun wouldn't burn Maeve's pale skin for being in the same place for too long, his gaze softens considerably as she explains. There's a restless sort of understanding that lurks deep in Remi's bones and splotches the otherwise sunny colours of his emotions. "He never did deserve you. And you deserved a better fate than falling in love with someone like that." He says softly. "But we never can help who we love." Remi adds, finding Maeve's gaze and offering her an apologetic half-smile.
"Well I should think that puts us in fairly good company." He says with a laugh, feeling the warm weightlessness of Maeve's body against his and finding he didn't mind it the way he normally might have. Then again, for Remi a fingertip or a thigh brought the same amount of intimacy given who and what he was, so perhaps that wasn't so surprising given all he and Maeve had been through.
Letting his wings spin them in a lazy circle that the sun wouldn't burn Maeve's pale skin for being in the same place for too long, his gaze softens considerably as she explains. There's a restless sort of understanding that lurks deep in Remi's bones and splotches the otherwise sunny colours of his emotions. "He never did deserve you. And you deserved a better fate than falling in love with someone like that." He says softly. "But we never can help who we love." Remi adds, finding Maeve's gaze and offering her an apologetic half-smile.
"Well I should think that puts us in fairly good company." He says with a laugh, feeling the warm weightlessness of Maeve's body against his and finding he didn't mind it the way he normally might have. Then again, for Remi a fingertip or a thigh brought the same amount of intimacy given who and what he was, so perhaps that wasn't so surprising given all he and Maeve had been through.
remi
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.
