electric touch

remi Took a fall from a windy height, I only knew how to hold on tight & pray for love enough to last all night Nudging Ronin in the ribs, the Lullaby tuts under his breath as he too imagines the stadium filling up with bodies. "They could put me where they wanted. It does not mean I would stay there." He says, grinning wickedly before glancing at Ronin out of the corner of one eye. "Which, in all honesty, I think Ludo would approve of anyway, so." Exhaling, Remi shrugs. Perhaps he was just as well chosen as a demigod as any of the rest of them, loath as he was to admit it. "Maybe.." Reaching out for the Nova, Remi winds his arm around his husband's lower back to draw him close. He nearly dropped the thermos of coffee, such was always his haste in having Ronin close but opted instead to breathe his duplicate into life who quickly took the canister from his hand and set it down. 'Do you remember going ice skating for the first time?' Remi wonders, brushing his nose against Ronin's. "We could turn this place into a skating rink." Though whether Remi meant in reality or in a dream wasn't clear; they had the power to do almost anything these days. 'Ugh.' The Lullaby's groan was likely in response to speeches and debates rather than an execution, but that didn't mean Ronin was any less wrong about it. "Well, unless you are in the mood to give a speech or argue with me about something...shall we have lunch."