Beautiful Dreamer

REMI

the lullaby

However you might describe Remi in terms of being a parent, protective was certainly an adjective that would be at the top of the list. Narrowing his eyes as his jaw takes on a predatory stiffness, the alchemist nods, not likely the way the mermanta used the words lively or charming. "She might not look it, but she is still very a much a child." He says carefully as if the implication of your mental youth might be enough to dissuade the merman from the thoughts Remi could only assume were swirling about in his head.

Taking a breath to clear his thoughts, the Lullaby rolls his shoulders in an effort to relax. "Possibly. I have had strange associations and ties to Torchline over the years. Sometimes I find it relaxing here, other times...not so much. I was Governor for a time, and my first child has a grave by the lighthouse." He adds in a significantly more subdued and soft voice.

Maybe it's my fault for forgetting
Who I was when I was mine.

I've come to realize this one thing:
You couldn't fix what I couldn't find

Code taken from Sky who is utter perfection