quarter past midnight

R E M I A full life seemed to mean one that extended far beyond the years that the Penumbra boasted on her face, for she certainly wasn't old enough in this world to have a daughter of Kiada's age. The news about Deimos was a surprise too, but then again the times they've been around each other in a group were not usually ones filled with simple chatter. "I have met Kiada. A few times even. She tried to steal a certain rose of mine, not too long ago." He says with a wry smile, finding this all both strange, but not necessarily that hard to swallow. "So..Kiada has a twin brother. Deimos was a .. king?" Ohh, the mountains. That must be what the Sword had been speaking of. Remi didn't mention anything about how strange it was that Kiada lived under Deimos since you know pony-ages and whatnot don't strictly correlate well here. "And your son?" He asks softly, brows furrowing together.