quarter past midnight

R E M I Raising his eyebrows slightly to hear that it was she who'd answered the call, Remi hums a wary note of understanding. He too had opened the doors, had waited to see if it would end him or save someone else. "Even knowing what I do now...if someone knocks, I will answer. I suppose I should not say that too loudly in case there are monsters lurking already, but...I cannot stand the thought of anyone else perishing just a few feet away from safety." "Oh indeed." He says with a playful snort. "We might not have even had a wedding had he not taken such good care of you, mmm?" Without necessarily thinking or meaning to, wings spread from his sides to envelope her in a way that his wounded shoulder will not allow for. "I hope so. And I hope to always return back, of course..but.." Shrugging gently he pulls in another breath. "I have made a few items so that we can all communicate back and forth - shells for speaking and paper for writing. At least if something goes wrong, hopefully we can let the other side know."