and my heart ran away with me
"Me? Never." Tossing his head back as if the water she sends his way might burn him, the alchemist grins broadly. Content to tread water—especially with his wings helping to increase his buoyancy—Remi extends a hand beneath the surface of the water for Maeve to take should she grow tired of standing on her tiptoes.
"Ah, Ronin will be sorry to hear it." He says with a sly tilt of his head, having not forgotten the flirtatious banter between the Nightshade and Huntsman, even if most of it had come at his expense. "Then things with Locke are...?" Trailing off, his lower lip twitches down as if to frown, before it changes into a boyish smirk instead. "Besides, I am not so sure anyone should take sex or relationship advice from any of the pages in my book."
"Ah, Ronin will be sorry to hear it." He says with a sly tilt of his head, having not forgotten the flirtatious banter between the Nightshade and Huntsman, even if most of it had come at his expense. "Then things with Locke are...?" Trailing off, his lower lip twitches down as if to frown, before it changes into a boyish smirk instead. "Besides, I am not so sure anyone should take sex or relationship advice from any of the pages in my book."
remi
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.
