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
” Does that mean I should plan on doing this full time…?” Remi wonders with an eyebrow partially raised. “I used to do this for Raza, you know. Even when I was Governor.” Realizing only belatedly that this might be a sore spot for his daughter, the Lullaby clears his throat apologetically as he sets down the crate in his arms. ”Shall I put this one in the back?” He asks, shifting his tentacles slightly to indicate the crate he’s referring to.
As for her one more little thing? He’s already nodding when her request hits his ears, and though his head continues to bob his eyebrows knit together slightly. ”And…what is my blood going to do for your feathers…?” Remi doubts if this is a quest from Ludo, seeing as the herald would probably want Remi’s toenails or his tears more than his blood. Given the sorts of things of which he was capable, the Lullaby was leery about handing over his bodily fluids without context, even to his daughter.
As for her one more little thing? He’s already nodding when her request hits his ears, and though his head continues to bob his eyebrows knit together slightly. ”And…what is my blood going to do for your feathers…?” Remi doubts if this is a quest from Ludo, seeing as the herald would probably want Remi’s toenails or his tears more than his blood. Given the sorts of things of which he was capable, the Lullaby was leery about handing over his bodily fluids without context, even to his daughter.
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.
