all we are is skin & bone trained to get along
Remi wondered what it was the guildmaster had seen, but felt too embarrassed to ask. Had he seen the way the alchemist had crumpled when Sam had left him? The way Roana had visited him with thoughts about the guild? Ashe and her painting? Had Ronin seen Remi and Aoife dancing together at the Fiat Lux festival?
"That sounds rather lovely, actually." Remi said with a faint smile, relieved to hear that the guildmaster didn't sound heartbroken at having to leave his love up in the stars.
"I want to go back to sleep." Remi countered with a grin, the mention of Aoife being their monster lifting a surprising weight off of his mind. "But I suppose if I have to chose, I can clean." He said looking out across the sea of blankets and pillows but making no effort to actually stand just yet.
"Ronin...Can I ask you something?"
"That sounds rather lovely, actually." Remi said with a faint smile, relieved to hear that the guildmaster didn't sound heartbroken at having to leave his love up in the stars.
"I want to go back to sleep." Remi countered with a grin, the mention of Aoife being their monster lifting a surprising weight off of his mind. "But I suppose if I have to chose, I can clean." He said looking out across the sea of blankets and pillows but making no effort to actually stand just yet.
"Ronin...Can I ask you something?"
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.
