Reverse bear trap

Remi is lucky; Ronin knows him well enough - especially given their hermit-like status of the past few seasons - not to spring a loud, bustling surprise party on the Lullaby. (Even if he really wants to, and perhaps there will be such a party later in their dreams to make up for his self-control here). And so it is just the two of them, innocuous and yet absolutely not in the marketplace, bathed in golden sunshine. "Yes, because we are certainly a couple who forgets basic information about one another," he replies through a cheeky smile, his own eyes glinting like shards of the sky as he gazes back at Remi. "Don't worry yourself - I haven't planned anything extravagant here." The meaning being that maybe he has planned extravagance elsewhere, but Remi will just have to wait and see. For now, Ronin leans in to plant a soft kiss against his husband's lips (this is mainly to stop himself from blurting out the news to every Fae present, and thus unintentionally starting those unruly celebrations). "We'll get our table and some supplies, and go find a place to make camp," he suggests. RONIN Darkness is a funny thing. It creeps up on you.