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"Well now you're just making silly demands," Ronin said haughtily. "If I'm not even allowed to enjoy myself, whatever is the point?" He wanted to grin, but he had to stop himself. As much as lightening the mood might help, there was something serious enough about this that made the hunter take pause. Swallowing hard, he gave Remi's hand a squeeze and shook his head uselessly. "Well, that's something that we will have to change as soon as possible," he muttered. Ronin lowered his gaze to stare at Remi's lap as he felt and heard the alchemist try to process his new reality. Outrage burned deep within the hunter's chest, and while he didn't know the details, he knew for certain that a new mark was going to appear on the jobs board. "It isn't okay," he muttered. "But... I know what you meant." Isla's nudge confused him until it was complemented by Remi's words, and Ronin obediently moved to carefully hold the other man's head still. His fingers slid into a mop of curls and he felt suddenly quite awkward; were it not for the healing or the trauma or the threat of being impaled by a unicorn horn, it might have been an intimate gesture. RONIN Darkness is a funny thing. It creeps up on you.