the lullaby
You are colors in the sky after forty rains
Considering this for a moment, the alchemist imagines a few scenarios in which the herald is anything but truthful, and shrugs. "Maybe not." He agrees, pulling absently at Ronin's hair as his eyes slip shut. "True, but I think our days of having Vai read us fairytales are behind us." He counters with no small amount of melancholy.
Staring pointedly at a row of books so as not to encourage Ronin's skepticism, Remi shrugs lazily as if this were nothing more than a conversation about Mateo wanting a different pair of shoes. "He did, before school was only about the upcoming war." Remi replies as his fingers massage harder, trying to lull Ronin back into a state of compliant relaxation.
"If we are being honest...is the routine good for Mateo, or is it good for us?" He wonders, genuinely putting the question to them both. "He is old enough now to start questioning things and to start making important decisions for himself. We both grew up in places of war and both know how it felt to be told to carry on if only because that was the easiest thing to do and not because it was actually good for us." Ronin with his training and Remi always on the road. Looking back neither of the men viewed those times particularly fondly.
Staring pointedly at a row of books so as not to encourage Ronin's skepticism, Remi shrugs lazily as if this were nothing more than a conversation about Mateo wanting a different pair of shoes. "He did, before school was only about the upcoming war." Remi replies as his fingers massage harder, trying to lull Ronin back into a state of compliant relaxation.
"If we are being honest...is the routine good for Mateo, or is it good for us?" He wonders, genuinely putting the question to them both. "He is old enough now to start questioning things and to start making important decisions for himself. We both grew up in places of war and both know how it felt to be told to carry on if only because that was the easiest thing to do and not because it was actually good for us." Ronin with his training and Remi always on the road. Looking back neither of the men viewed those times particularly fondly.
Storm or drought, Surrounded by fire or flood
With You I'm never without
With You I'm never without
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.
