and on to the glory at my right hand
Ronin's fingers wiggle, naturally, at the careful scritch of claws against his hand, and perhaps the lettering on one of his words stutters just a bit. "Mm, you are not wrong there. I'm quite sure that stranger things have happened to us in the past year," he remarks, grinning up at Remi and putting his pencil down; it's almost entirely impossible to concentrate with his husband right here, and maybe that's why he brought him. Who can say?
As for Noah, Ronin lets out a long sigh and rolls his shoulders a bit. "I can't say I have trained with him, no. But he's helped me out a couple of times, building the skyport in Halo and those sorts of things. I don't know about his abilities, but he seems more settled in general, you know?"
Having turned a little to face Remi properly, his free hands settles comfortably on the other man's knee. "Regardless, though, I bet we'll be fine with you as our big and strong bodyguard, mm?"
As for Noah, Ronin lets out a long sigh and rolls his shoulders a bit. "I can't say I have trained with him, no. But he's helped me out a couple of times, building the skyport in Halo and those sorts of things. I don't know about his abilities, but he seems more settled in general, you know?"
Having turned a little to face Remi properly, his free hands settles comfortably on the other man's knee. "Regardless, though, I bet we'll be fine with you as our big and strong bodyguard, mm?"
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