I miss you ;; Remy

Finally, after all the weeks of saving up and careful penny pinching, finally Lysander had saved up enough to buy a brand new camera for Remy. He hoped that she didn't have a new one by now. He of course didn't think about that until after he already spent the money.

Don't worry so much about it, Layla told him. It's the thought that counts.

His ultimate goal was forgiveness, but if she never forgave him, never wanted to see him ever again, well he'd be very disappointed, but at least he would no longer feel guilty about what he had done to her.

Originally he wanted to just send it to her in the mail, but then he worried it wouldn't find it's way safely to the estates front door, so instead he was in Earalas today, hand delivering it himself. He hoped that Hadley wasn't home. Gods, please don't let Hadley be home.

Luckily for Lysander, Hadley wasn't home. In fact, in a few minutes Remy wasn't even going to be home. She was meeting Lincoln to help plan setting up a shop in the marketplace for their art. Just as she was pulling on a coat when the doorman who I currently forget the name of walked in.

"Remy? There is someone here to see you, but I'm not sure you'll want to meet with him." Hadley had given strict orders that Lysander was not to be allowed on the premises. That said, most of the staff felt more loyal to Remy than they did to their boss. When Remy looked over at him, her eyebrows raised in question, he responded "It's Lysander."

Remy stopped putting her coat on and dropped her arms. Her brother was here? She hadn't spoken a word to Lysander in months, though she'd thought about him quite often.

"Bring him in," she said decidedly. She kept her coat in her hands, but draped it over her arm. Why would Lysander have come?

Lysander stood in the foyer awkwardly, waiting for the doorman to come back and tell him that Remy wanted him to leave. When he saw the doorman return he started to apologize for showing up and that he would leave, but stopped in mid sentence when the doorman said that Remy wanted to see him. Multiple emotions hit him all at once as he followed the doorman to where his sister waited. Anxiety, excitement, sadness, surprise.

He smiled awkwardly at his sister when was finally brought to her. "Hey Rem," he said, nervously. "Long time, no see." He held out the neatly wrapped box that he held in his hands to her, "Merry early Ahtnamas..."

Remy waited with anticipation as the doorman went to fetch her younger brother. When the man returned to the room he was followed by Lysander. Remy let out a small breath as he walked in, an awkward smile on his face. She was surprised to feel relief at the sight of him. Despite her anger, she still was happy he looked healthy and somewhat happy.

Lysander wrote:"Hey Rem. Long time, no see. Merry early Ahtnamas..."

Remy's heart did a little flop when Lysander held out a gift for her. He'd bought her an Ahtnamas present? "Oh, Lysander..." Remy said, words failing her. Should she accept it? It was so odd, seeing him here. She didn't know how to feel or react.

"I... I didn't get you anything," she admitted. She realized she felt embarrassed.

"No, no," Lysander replied. "I don't deserve one anyway." He still held the present out to her. "Seeing you unwrap this is all the more I'll need." He didn't drop his arms until Remy finally took the box out of his hands. He shoved his now free hands into his pockets and chewed on his bottom lip anxiously. He hated how awkward he felt, but he was so relieved that she wasn't screaming at him or sending him away.

Remy didn't notice, but she was chewing on her bottom lip nervously as well. She looked down at the gift in her hands. She hooked her jacket back on the rack, and then invited Lysander in.

"Let's sit down," she said, waving him in and walking to the living room. She sat on the couch and started to unwrap the gift before stopping.

"Lysander... I..." she paused for a moment, trying to decide how to convey how she was feeling. "I've missed you," she finally settled on. She looked up at her brother, who was seated in the chair a few feet away, on the opposite side of the little coffee table.

Lysander followed his sister into the room, and sat in the chair across from her. Despite the awkwardness, he was excited to watch her open his gift. He couldn't wait to see the look on her face.

remy wrote: "I've missed you,"

Lysander sighed before replying, "I've miss you too, Rem!" It made him feel warm inside, to know that even after the pain he caused her, she still missed him.

"I should have gotten you something," she said, more to herself than to him, as she finally started to unwrap the gift. Emotions warred inside her tummy as she carefully unfolded the paper, being careful not to rip it.

She pulled the wrapping away and was completely shocked to see that Lysander had gotten her

"A camera?" She realized too late that her voice didn't sound appreciative. She looked up quickly, back to her brother. "You bought me a camera?" she asked again. It wasn't that she wasn't appreciative--because she was--she was just also so... so surprised. "Oh, gods, Lysander!" she exclaimed. "You shouldn't have done this."

It was the exact same model that she'd she'd sold when she'd moved out, and though it wasn't the newest edition of camera, Remy knew it had to cost a fortune.

She sat the gift next to her and got up to hug him. "You really shouldn't have," she repeated as she wrapped her arms around him.

Lysander chewed on his bottom lip, anxiously watching his sister slowly unwrap her present. Why was she taking her time like that? Lysander would have already torn into it by now.

He smiled when Remy finally opened the present and looked up at him.

Remy wrote:"A camera?" "You bought me a camera?" "Oh, gods, Lysander!" "You shouldn't have done this." "You really shouldn't have,"

Lysander hugged his sister back tightly. "You deserve it," he replied, after she pulled away from their hug. "It was all my fault," he continued, while looking away. "That you had to sell your first one..."

There was that feeling of guilt again, snaking it's way through his body like poison. He almost ruined his sister's life, the only real family member he had, but that was why he was here, to try and make amends, or at least give her back the camera she deserved.

Remy couldn't comfort Lysander by telling him it wasn't his fault because, well, it had been his fault. But she had been removed from the situation long enough to look past it. She bit her lip and looked at him sadly. "It was pretty messed up," she admitted.

"But this is a good start to making up for it." She winked at him.