you're my guiding light, when there's no guiding light left inside
"Mm. I considered I could--" Ronin begins, before they're assaulted by mad, flapping wings and an arctic temperature that cools any desire starting to pool low in his belly. "Hey!" He raises an arm to shield his face from the gale Sugar is whipping up, though he's smiling crookedly at the mere idea that she'd want to be involved. "I always knew she liked you more, but I didn't think it extended to that," he adds.
For Sugar's part, it's all impulse, all the time baby (and a healthy dose of sass and pettiness, of course), and whilst she has no idea what Oria is up to, she does like Remi more. And so she moves to settle around his shoulders, one wing stretched across the side of his head and face like he can make it so he and Ronin can't interact.
For Sugar's part, it's all impulse, all the time baby (and a healthy dose of sass and pettiness, of course), and whilst she has no idea what Oria is up to, she does like Remi more. And so she moves to settle around his shoulders, one wing stretched across the side of his head and face like he can make it so he and Ronin can't interact.
RONIN
