the baffled king composing hallelujah
Ronin didn't have an answer, really, for Remi's first question. There were so many caveats and considerations, he couldn't possibly know if it was better or worse or... nothing at all, for it to have been real. The second, though, he was sure of. "No," he said, stepping forward to clasp Remi's arms, frowning and shaking his head. How could he? In that strange place between-worlds - a place he had never been, which didn't act the way places should - where he could not remember Vanya, could not remember Remi...
If he had believed it to be real, it would be to deny his reality altogether. "No, I didn't. It was... it felt like a dream, Remi. I swear it."
If he had believed it to be real, it would be to deny his reality altogether. "No, I didn't. It was... it felt like a dream, Remi. I swear it."
