you trace my lines, stirring my soul
"Nope." Remi says immediately, shaking his head. "Not wine. Maybe a nice sparkling water." He suggests with a crooked smile. It occurs to him then, just how nice it is to be comfortable enough in his marriage that questioning Ronin's motives or asking if anything at all had happened between the Huntsman and the Doctor, doesn't even occur to him. Whether or not the same can be said for Finn will probably be revealed later that day based on whether or not they have any angry ex-Spyglass pounding on their door.
"You do not want to be slapped by Tobi." Remi agrees gravely, and rather than forcing Ronin to worm his way against his side, he lifts his arm to drag Ronin against him once more. Leaning over and kissing his temple, Remi reaches for Ronin's cup and then grabs his own once the Huntsman has taken it.
"Well, I am glad she is not upset. Does that mean we should not expect Ever to ask us if he can watch us have sex anytime soon?"
"You do not want to be slapped by Tobi." Remi agrees gravely, and rather than forcing Ronin to worm his way against his side, he lifts his arm to drag Ronin against him once more. Leaning over and kissing his temple, Remi reaches for Ronin's cup and then grabs his own once the Huntsman has taken it.
"Well, I am glad she is not upset. Does that mean we should not expect Ever to ask us if he can watch us have sex anytime soon?"
THE ALCHEMIST
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.
