Oh if time is a river lets be stones underwater
"That is the plan." Remi whispers, and though only moments ago he was pleased his son wasn't able to feel his emotions through the attuned bond, right now he wished he could. Luckily he had another avenue to communicate such things, and so with a gentle surge of ocean blue and sweet green, Remi pours his reassurances into Mateo through all the places they touch. "I do not plan on leading the Greatwood anymore, and Ronin..." Remi shrugs. They haven't really talked about it, but you couldn't exactly be mountain-recluses if you were still Commander of the Storm.
Though any good parent would have immediately said no, you will actually stay in school, Remi just hums a non-commital note in the back of his throat. "Afterwards things will be very different." Different enough that Mateo wouldn't need to be in school? Different enough because they'd all be living in isolation somewhere? Different enough because of a hundred other reasons? "Ti amo, Mateo. Più di quanto tu possa mai sapere.."
Though any good parent would have immediately said no, you will actually stay in school, Remi just hums a non-commital note in the back of his throat. "Afterwards things will be very different." Different enough that Mateo wouldn't need to be in school? Different enough because they'd all be living in isolation somewhere? Different enough because of a hundred other reasons? "Ti amo, Mateo. Più di quanto tu possa mai sapere.."
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.
