Reverse bear trap

About to duck beneath the surface if for no other reason than it would allow him to pretend his husband is in a dunk tank (Ronin being the dunk part, if it wasn't clear), the Huntsman is thoroughly unimpressed to find Remi springing off his head as if going in the river was his intention all along. "I am beginning to suspect you're enjoying yourself," he notes dryly, though with it being the Lullaby's birthday and all, he supposes that means he's doing his job. So as Remi goes from furry menace to Lovecraftian monster, Ronin does his best not to recoil from the betentacled creature paddling towards him, instead wading forward to scoop the raccoon-kraken (kraccooken?) into his arms. "I will go out and hunt us something," he decides brightly. "You can accompany me as a hawk, if it suits you." Whether it's venison, wild boar or whatever else roams the Greatwood these days, Ronin isn't bothered. RONIN Darkness is a funny thing. It creeps up on you.