REMI
Remi doesn't wonder, or more precisely, he doesn't allow himself to.
With a smirk he can't help, the Alchemist narrows his eyes in Finn's direction. "Correct. I worry about you 0 now, and so an increase of worry from 0 to say, .1, would indeed be me worrying more." The amusement slips away as if slapped from his face, and he shakes his head. "I don't forget so much as.." He looks up into the sky, caring little for the rain that batters down into his upturned face. "...they all start to blur together." This is hardly more than a whisper now, the admission that the three children are just three among many is not something Remi feels right about saying out loud, much less saying loudly.
"Better to spend that energy being mugged, is that it?" Pulling the door open so that Finn wouldn't have to hold it while he walked inside, Remi halts in the doorway as a cold hand reaches around his heart. Something made him want to turn away. Finn was a mirror into himself and where the pair did divide into unique beings, Remi was reminded of who he had once been, and occasionally, who he might still be.
It was as easy to cut himself on the edges around he and Finn as it was to look into the mirrored-shards.
"You do, yeah." He agrees in a dusty voice, following Finn into the inn and letting the door slip shut behind him.
With a smirk he can't help, the Alchemist narrows his eyes in Finn's direction. "Correct. I worry about you 0 now, and so an increase of worry from 0 to say, .1, would indeed be me worrying more." The amusement slips away as if slapped from his face, and he shakes his head. "I don't forget so much as.." He looks up into the sky, caring little for the rain that batters down into his upturned face. "...they all start to blur together." This is hardly more than a whisper now, the admission that the three children are just three among many is not something Remi feels right about saying out loud, much less saying loudly.
"Better to spend that energy being mugged, is that it?" Pulling the door open so that Finn wouldn't have to hold it while he walked inside, Remi halts in the doorway as a cold hand reaches around his heart. Something made him want to turn away. Finn was a mirror into himself and where the pair did divide into unique beings, Remi was reminded of who he had once been, and occasionally, who he might still be.
It was as easy to cut himself on the edges around he and Finn as it was to look into the mirrored-shards.
"You do, yeah." He agrees in a dusty voice, following Finn into the inn and letting the door slip shut behind him.
honest feelings and bad timing
make the most painful combination.
make the most painful combination.
Code taken from Sky who is utter perfection
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.
