Oh if time is a river lets be stones underwater
"You aren't spun sugar." Remi protests unhappily, but Ronin isn't wrong of course. Remi had thought that his knowledge of alchemy would transfer over quickly naturally to baking. Apparently, though, baking was all about FeEl. Perhaps he could blame his missing fingers for not having the right touch.
'But then I do not get to smash anything...' Remi says, grinning to himself as his head leans back against Ronin's should. In a beam of sunlight with the Huntsman's unshaven cheek against his own, the alchemist positively melts (as his sugar should have done earlier). Closing his eyes and enjoying the warmth of Ronin around him, it's with a lazy shake of his head that he responds. "nnnn—" The slow smile spreading across his lips abruptly halts as Remi stiffens against his counterpart. "What?" He wonders gruffly, eyes snapping open where they immediately narrow to survey the kitchen.
'But then I do not get to smash anything...' Remi says, grinning to himself as his head leans back against Ronin's should. In a beam of sunlight with the Huntsman's unshaven cheek against his own, the alchemist positively melts (as his sugar should have done earlier). Closing his eyes and enjoying the warmth of Ronin around him, it's with a lazy shake of his head that he responds. "nnnn—" The slow smile spreading across his lips abruptly halts as Remi stiffens against his counterpart. "What?" He wonders gruffly, eyes snapping open where they immediately narrow to survey the kitchen.
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.
