Ronin
welcome to the playground, follow me
tell me your nightmares and fantasies
tell me your nightmares and fantasies
"It's nothing, don't worry," Ronin says, happy to cover up his random compliments given the chance, and he clears his throat instead as Remi tests out the mechanics of breathing. Only at the sight of the other man's grin does he truly relax, the hunter letting out a slow whistle. "That's a hell of a breakthrough," he murmurs. "And, well, it's a bit early to arm wrestle, but..."
He glances over his shoulder where a small bag has been deposited just inside the door by one of the interns, having been checked and decontaminated and all the rest of it. Crossing the room to fetch it, Ronin draws out a small coffee flask. "I did try to brew coffee the same way you did. It doesn't taste quite as good, but it's better than all my other attempts. If you want to try some."
He glances over his shoulder where a small bag has been deposited just inside the door by one of the interns, having been checked and decontaminated and all the rest of it. Crossing the room to fetch it, Ronin draws out a small coffee flask. "I did try to brew coffee the same way you did. It doesn't taste quite as good, but it's better than all my other attempts. If you want to try some."
sink into the wasteland underneath
stay for the night, I'll sell you a dream
stay for the night, I'll sell you a dream
