and on to the glory at my right hand
"It worked, did it not?" Ronin points out with a smug glance over his shoulder, his smile hidden by the swell of his wing but he has no doubt his husband will feel it anyway. For her part, Sugar chitters her agreement with Remi (and nibbles at the shell of his ear for good measure), causing Ronin to affectionately roll his eyes.
"Shall I take that as a hint that you would like to go hunting for something, husband?" he asks with a pulse of amusement, Ronin stepping up towards the edge of the ledge. "And that you'd possibly like me to come with you?" Because of course he's not going to say no - and fresh or frozen, he imagines the newly-named Spice isn't going to complain either way.
"Shall I take that as a hint that you would like to go hunting for something, husband?" he asks with a pulse of amusement, Ronin stepping up towards the edge of the ledge. "And that you'd possibly like me to come with you?" Because of course he's not going to say no - and fresh or frozen, he imagines the newly-named Spice isn't going to complain either way.
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