[SE] recuérdame

The higher I climb the farther I fall when I do

Grinning mischievously, Remi too tucks his feet under his chair (not that it means his reach is any less for it). "I do too." The alchemist agrees warmly, not even bothering to point out that what Ronin actually loved was the breakfast portion of small-talk-over-breakfast.

Were it not for the sudden dark warmth of bloodlust flooding his veins Remi would have been sorely tempted to kiss away the glitter from his husband's lips. Instead, he just nods stiffly. "Well, no one else has that shift." He says, having forgotten Isla, and thus having also forgotten a certain conversation with Varus as well. "And given Noah asked me if I knew anything about it..." Remi shrugs and shakes his head. "I didn't really put it together at the time, only mentioning what I knew about my shift and if there were any wild manticores about."

Grimacing at the thought of Neron's penis, Remi tries to wash the mental image away with more of the wine. "Tell me one Launceleyn that you have known who has been loyal to anything or anyone not bearing their last name for more than a little while."