My wonderful and dearest brother, my sweetheart, a masterpiece from the stars that now rest dusted along his face, Freminet. If the Archons granted me one wish, I would want you to be able to see yourself through my eyes. Because you see yourself as a burden, a clockwork machine, a tool. But to me? Oh, mon cher, to me, you're nothing short of everything. You have the oceans in your eyes, the stars in your freckles, strings of gold within your hair, and silk in your movements. Beauty is not a word to describe you because, mon cher, you transcend the very concept into ethereal. But enough about your appearance. Your heart is gilded, plated in the shimmering metal for as long as I've known you. Never have I met someone as genuine as you, and I admire every part of you that I've had the privilege to observe as your older brother. The way you believe in fairytales and magic makes me want to believe right alongside you and ask if you believe in soulmates. The way you help everyone even without any benefit to yourself makes me melt, makes me want to sing your praises to any Fontainian that will listen. The way you feel so much passion for the things you love makes me crave the ocean as well, or want to visit Penguin Town by your side. Your smile, though rare, is what I work for. Every trick must be ran by you before it is performed because you are the only audience I ever want to entertain. And now you're finally becoming a part of my show... I've never been so proud of you, Freminet.

"I want to spend some time at the bottom of the sea... In peace and total silence."

Freminet is my baby. Never have I experienced such a strong urge to be a caregiver for someone before. He age regresses and I pamper him when he does, because boy do I have a weak spot for him. He will make me go broke because I WILL throw my entire wallet at plushies for him. I've never really understood the caregiver urge before now, but man, I get it. Frem is my baby. I will color with him and play toys with him and read to him and love every second of it. But even when he's not little, he's still my favorite baby brother ever. I could listen to him talk about the ocean for hours. Please, explain Blubberbeast habits to me. Explain the life cycle of a Romaritime flower. I'll just fall even deeper in love. Speaking of falling in love... Unlike Lynette, my adoration for Freminet was not love at first sight. Looking back, I cringe when I think of how dismissive I must've been to him. It was gradual, slow, creeping up on me before swallowing me whole and enveloping me in adoration. Now, he's my sweetheart, my little pengin. Oh, wow, Lyney, you have another stupid word for your siblings YES SHUT UP. Pengin!! I don't give a fuck. Pengin. Down so bad that I've written actual fanfics where Freminet says pengin because pengin is so real to me. Pengin.

So many things to do with Freminet for me are soaked in guilt. I feel awful for the way I think about him, for the things I write and draw about him. I hate myself for allowing him to suffer at the hands of the previous Knave because I wasn't there soon enough. I despise myself for allowing him to nearly die in the Primordial Sea. But... I know he would never feel the same. I know he doesn't want me to blame myself, and honestly, that idea comforts me. Self hatred is no match for my baby brother saying he loves me and that managing to cure my depression. Sorry, but have you met him? Just LOOKING at Fremi cures my depression. He's gorgeous. My favorite genre of image of him is when he's giving a side-eye and looks aboslutely stunning in the process. My baby could be a model, but he's too pretty that if he did the self confidence of Fontaine would plummet, so he won't become one. So noble.

"Wherever the tide takes me, so long as the light of the hearth still shines, I'll always have a home to return to..."

Freminet still belives in fairytales, and some of the characters he's made are Pers the Penguin, Princess Marcotte, and Mr. Fox and the Clockwork Guardsman!

Freminet, along with Lynette and I, enjoy seafood!

He always wears his diving suit beneath his clothes!

Pers is a hero in Penguin Town, the fantasy town that Freminet made. Despite being a flightless bird that walks with a wobble and talks with a stutter, he saved Penguin Town!

Freminet is a hero, too. He got his vision after saving the lives of other children of the Hearth while on an underwater mission.

I love him!