all we are is skin & bone trained to get along
With a laugh, Remi offered a quick bow of his head and chest. "That is a much nicer response than I ever got when we were in Northaven." He said with a light shrug. "Being a filthy shape-changer commoner and all."
"Well, you have just shown up." Remi pointed out, glancing across the firelight. But Ronin was right. They had all begun to heal, even if reluctantly. This was like a strange sort of panacea that only cured the scars and burns and physical wounds the captain's departure had left. "I know this will sound silly...but I feel sad too. Almost like you are still gone. I know you are there, and I even almost completely believe that it is you—" Here he flashed his friend a wry smile that disappeared just a little too quickly as he shrugged. "—but...you died. I know you are back and that should just...fix it. I do not know why it isn't, though."
"Well, you have just shown up." Remi pointed out, glancing across the firelight. But Ronin was right. They had all begun to heal, even if reluctantly. This was like a strange sort of panacea that only cured the scars and burns and physical wounds the captain's departure had left. "I know this will sound silly...but I feel sad too. Almost like you are still gone. I know you are there, and I even almost completely believe that it is you—" Here he flashed his friend a wry smile that disappeared just a little too quickly as he shrugged. "—but...you died. I know you are back and that should just...fix it. I do not know why it isn't, though."
forever going with the flow, but you're friction
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.
