The higher I climb the farther I fall when I do
'Ah, no surprise there.' Remi says, of misremembering. Though part of him wanted to yearn for those simpler times, those were also times where he and Ronin were hardly more than acquaintances. 'That I do remember..." Offering the Huntsman's hand another squeeze, both as a gesture of love but also to signal the end of that conversational string, Remi lets them in.
Will Ronin notice the tiny handprints of blue in their kitchen? Or on doors previously left closed which now stood ajar? Will he hear the conspiratorily much and crunch of jaws quickly eating food meant for them instead of dragons and spriggans?
'She did, yeah.' Remi agrees with a laugh as he sits down at their table, kicking off his shoes. "Is it...quiet..? in here?"
Will Ronin notice the tiny handprints of blue in their kitchen? Or on doors previously left closed which now stood ajar? Will he hear the conspiratorily much and crunch of jaws quickly eating food meant for them instead of dragons and spriggans?
'She did, yeah.' Remi agrees with a laugh as he sits down at their table, kicking off his shoes. "Is it...quiet..? in here?"
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.
