[SE] cinders

"There will be if we sneak in there at LongNight," Ronin says with a smirk; between spicy gardens and defeating forests, the innuendos are reaching a bit, but the Huntsman is still confident in their ability to make most anything sexual. "And luckily for you, fully absent is never my preference when it comes to you, fantasy or otherwise." Having obviously heard the mutterings under Remi's breath, Ronin tips his husband a wink as he steps back to watch him... fail to push over the tree, apparently. "Are you unwell?" he wants to know, giving the Lullaby's bicep an experimental squeeze as if it might just be balloons in there. "Shall we swing by Vai's after all and get you some chicken soup?" Regardless, Ronin hacks at the tree trunk another few times until it looks as if it's barely holding on. "There, I think even I could push that one down now." He gestures for Remi to finish the job. RONIN Darkness is a funny thing. It creeps up on you.