Ronin
welcome to the playground, follow me
tell me your nightmares and fantasies
tell me your nightmares and fantasies
"Not for a second, but that's the line they fed me," Ronin murmurs, his brows furrowing only for surprise to send them right up again. "I do not know," he says, his voice dropping to the hushed whisper of gossip as he hurries them towards the tunnels. "But I can take a bloody good guess. Remi, that's--" He's smiling because he knows the wendigo has been lusting after the good doctor for possibly years now, but of course there's something bittersweet in the expression.
"Congratulations," he says eventually, clapping the other man on the shoulder. "But obviously... not. If she's disappeared," he quickly adds. "And I thought I'd have been able to see you sooner too, but apparently all of your outings are signed off by Isla when it's not for a hunt, and without her around, the science wing is basically useless."
"Congratulations," he says eventually, clapping the other man on the shoulder. "But obviously... not. If she's disappeared," he quickly adds. "And I thought I'd have been able to see you sooner too, but apparently all of your outings are signed off by Isla when it's not for a hunt, and without her around, the science wing is basically useless."
sink into the wasteland underneath
stay for the night, I'll sell you a dream
stay for the night, I'll sell you a dream
