all's well that ends

[say]"Maybe I will just become invisible and put leaves in people's drinks."[/say] Surely Ludo would approve, and it's better than having to make small talk about how terrible it was that he'd recently lost his fingers and how everyone wished they could stop the war.

Contain to flail in his husband's arms if that's what it takes to keep them close (Remi considers sprouting a few tentacles, but decides against it, having already put Ronin through enough tonight), Remi sighs contentedly. Grinning widely at that, the alchemist nibbles at his husband's lower lip. [say]"You wouldn't be saying that in hopes I'll be too distracted by how handsome you are such that we don't even step foot into the Cordillera, are you?"[/say] And if the answer is yes? So be it.

Edging himself towards the bed until the back of his knees press against it, the Lullaby sags down, tugging the Huntsman with him. Whatever clothes they haven't managed to peel away will be torn off before long if Remi has his way. [say]'We could have a party in the Cordillera. I feel like the sort of people who wouldn't want to come are the ones I wouldn't like, anyway."[/say]