walked out this morning and i wrote down this song.
i just can't remember who to send it to
i just can't remember who to send it to
"Mmmm. Perhaps that is just the way he likes it." Remi reasons with a shrug of his shoulders. Though his coffee isn't quite cool enough to sip at, he does so anyway. "Nah. This trip can be just about you and I. Who knows, perhaps we will not see anyone the entire time and we can just go back to the Greatwood after." Though there was absolutely no need of him to act as the Greatwood's protector given how no one lived there well suited to defend herself the woods were, still, someone should probably water the plants in their houseboat lest Mateo tear a strip off of them both.
"I wonder if there is a shrine to Ludo in the desert...I have been meaning to speak with them." There's a flash of mischief through the attuned boned that the pair share, before Remi raises his eyebrows and shakes his head. "And no, I will not tell you why."
"I wonder if there is a shrine to Ludo in the desert...I have been meaning to speak with them." There's a flash of mischief through the attuned boned that the pair share, before Remi raises his eyebrows and shakes his head. "And no, I will not tell you why."
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.
