even my darkness shines for you
Ronin, not realising this was going to become quite such a thing, and with his higher senses very much muted by alcohol, does nothing but make quite a good impression of a goldfish at first.
"That sounds tough," he burbles eventually, shuffling to sit with her properly on the sofa and wrap his arms around her in a somewhat sloppy hug. "You should tell'im," he decides, partially eating her dark hair where his head is lolling against hers.
"Or like... book a vacation for yourself. Or for him. A babysitter. A Finnsitter." Nodding sagely, this all sounds very, very logical to Ronin. "Mmm? I think it's all gone, yeah." When did that happen? Oops.
"That sounds tough," he burbles eventually, shuffling to sit with her properly on the sofa and wrap his arms around her in a somewhat sloppy hug. "You should tell'im," he decides, partially eating her dark hair where his head is lolling against hers.
"Or like... book a vacation for yourself. Or for him. A babysitter. A Finnsitter." Nodding sagely, this all sounds very, very logical to Ronin. "Mmm? I think it's all gone, yeah." When did that happen? Oops.
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