[SEASONAL EVENT] empty chairs at empty tables

The space after when was nearly crushing, and had Remi not been holding Aoife he would have gone immediately to his friend. As it was, he merely held the baby all the tighter, pressing his lips and nose against her skull and breathing deeply. "Of course." He whispered to Ronin, wondering if it was best to let the guildmaster deal with his almost-wife on his own, or if Remi was merely being selfish by just following his instructions. Watching Ronin ascend the stairs with a shaky breath, he turned around to the hearth. Magically tugging at a few logs that Sugar hadn't entirely coated in frost, he gestured them into the grate. "Your mother was so beautiful." He whispered to the mostly-slumbering child as he knelt down. Holding her against him with his magic, Remi reached forward to grab for the flint to get the fire started. "Did you know she could become a bird and fly? Would you like to do that one day as well?" remi Don't pretend it's such a mystery Think about the place where you first met me