(SEASONAL EVENT) Guardian (OPEN)

Watching as her fingers glided through her hair, Remi quirked a brow and grinned. "Well I suppose you will just have to concentrate then." Remi too, felt the palpable thing there. They were friends, never more, never less. And yet in the moments when Isla's lips were upon him, they were everything. Briefly thoughts of Sam flickered through his mind, but Remi quickly dismissed them. He would understand. If not for what they would learn about the transition of powers, Remi had to protect Isla. If he could give her some sort of advantage that she did not normally have (cutesy raccoons not withstanding) it was worth it of course. Remi laughed with boyish relief as she called them out on their behavior, nodding with a grin. "Try away." He quipped, though as he stepped forward, the smile fell away instantly and he took a slippery and shuddery breath. Reaching out a hand, he combed it through her hair, drawing her forewards as if he met kiss her. Green into blue. The smallest of smiles. But then he tilted his head away, and brought her lips against his neck. REMI Where do you go when you're right next to me?