all we are is skin & bone trained to get along
Remi listened intently. He wasn't used to reading between the lines, but still he very nearly almost cocked his head he was trying so hard to hear whatever it was Ronin might not be saying.
Where I need to be? But did he want to be here?
The alchemist's line of internal questions abruptly halted as Ronin posed the same question back to him. Immediately he nodded, head lolling slightly to the side as if he couldn't believe Ronin would ask that of him. Stupidly he took a step forward, lips twitching into an awkward smile as he halted. What was he going to do? Hug Ronin again? That felt too...too insincere. Not quite enough. But anything else seemed like a risk.
Remi had never worried about losing Ronin's friendship before. But then again he'd never worried about losing Ronin before either. Now that he had experienced what that sort of loss was like, Remi felt almost bound by his need to maintain it and keep it safe.
"Of course. I might have been happier if you had come a bit later so I could have slept, but.." Grinning and shrugging casually, Remi glanced around the greatroom, exhaling a stream of air upwards that made one of his curls flop.
"Well, shall we?"
Where I need to be? But did he want to be here?
The alchemist's line of internal questions abruptly halted as Ronin posed the same question back to him. Immediately he nodded, head lolling slightly to the side as if he couldn't believe Ronin would ask that of him. Stupidly he took a step forward, lips twitching into an awkward smile as he halted. What was he going to do? Hug Ronin again? That felt too...too insincere. Not quite enough. But anything else seemed like a risk.
Remi had never worried about losing Ronin's friendship before. But then again he'd never worried about losing Ronin before either. Now that he had experienced what that sort of loss was like, Remi felt almost bound by his need to maintain it and keep it safe.
"Of course. I might have been happier if you had come a bit later so I could have slept, but.." Grinning and shrugging casually, Remi glanced around the greatroom, exhaling a stream of air upwards that made one of his curls flop.
"Well, shall we?"
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.
