the baffled king composing hallelujah
Jumping a little at the sound of the door slamming open - even demigods can be caught by surprise - Ronin is a mixture of relieved and delighted to see Remi, whatever mood he's in and whatever troubles might have followed him home. "Yes please," he mumbles in a voice roughened by sleep, making no effort to stop the other man from twining himself around him. His warmth will be unwelcome when the sun rises properly, bringing Longheat with it, but for now it's everything Ronin needs and more.
Still, groaning against Remi's curls, he isn't sure he's awake enough for another heavy conversation. "Safrin was worried about Kamaria, the daughter she had with Sunjata. She's sixteen and stuck out in King's End with he and Nate. She asked me to take care of her." And obviously I said yes goes without saying, because if he'd said no, they wouldn't be having this conversation.
"What's new with you?"
Still, groaning against Remi's curls, he isn't sure he's awake enough for another heavy conversation. "Safrin was worried about Kamaria, the daughter she had with Sunjata. She's sixteen and stuck out in King's End with he and Nate. She asked me to take care of her." And obviously I said yes goes without saying, because if he'd said no, they wouldn't be having this conversation.
"What's new with you?"
