we shall heal our wounds, collect our dead
"As natural as it can be in a place like this," Ronin says of the waterfall, his grin crooked and his shrug easy. "It was like that when we got here, put it that way." Glancing back towards home and the chambray-clad figure getting to his feet, the Nova's smile becomes ever more victorious, and he hums a good-natured agreement to Deimos. "It's been nice to be busy with something other than war," he admits.
Ascending the wooden steps to the deck to press an obnoxious kiss to Remi's cheek, he offers him a shot of liquor from the bottle he's still holding before pushing the door open to the houseboat. In the meantime, Sugar of course swoops down to take the offered treats from Deimos's open palm, all but coiled around his forearm to do so. "We should be saying that to you," Ronin calls, of looking well.
"Things must be going peacefully if there's time for a wedding!"
Ascending the wooden steps to the deck to press an obnoxious kiss to Remi's cheek, he offers him a shot of liquor from the bottle he's still holding before pushing the door open to the houseboat. In the meantime, Sugar of course swoops down to take the offered treats from Deimos's open palm, all but coiled around his forearm to do so. "We should be saying that to you," Ronin calls, of looking well.
"Things must be going peacefully if there's time for a wedding!"
THE SUPERNOVA
and continue fighting
