The beaches of Krakoa were... heaven sent. That's what Remy has decided.

And also, a much needed vacation. That much was clear as well.

And, well, when Remy notices his beauty struggling with some lotions... Oh, well, he'll have to help.

On ne vit qu'une fois, Remt muses to himself.

He's quick to kneel in the sand and take the bottle from the hands of the one he loves most. If Remy loves anything more than his lover, it's doing acts of service for his lover.

"Quit all dat strugglin', mon amour. You known good and well Gambit will get dat for ya. Lay still..."