[se] top of the world

"Are you sure that would have been wise?" Ronin asks with a crooked smile over his shoulder. His wings melt away as soon as Remi's arms come to replace them, the Supernova leaning gently into his husband's embrace. "It would have encouraged a lot of people to come up here and speak to Caido-you. Some might have even made it to the houseboat." Squinting one eye as if that might somehow protect against the cold-nose-assault against his cheek, Ronin's smile softens and he turns his head to sneak a kiss along Remi's hairline. "We could have lived up here," he remarks, "if we really never wanted to be bothered again." For now though, there's the view, and there are lanterns. Ronin whistles his nimbus closer, the cloud holding the lanterns that make it to every Festival of Lights they've attended, though there are materials for new ones as well, should the Lullaby wish it. "Shall we?" RONIN if there's one thing i'm good at, it's surviving