you're bright as the morning

if you need to, darling, lean your weight to me

With his lips pursed and eyebrows raised comically high, Remi watches his husband down a healthy enough dose of liquor such that the Nova's correction was hardly necessary. It would have been an amusing sight if not for the prickles of frustration and distrust needling out from Ronin's mind that suggested this was about more than just a dropped glass. Backing away from the window, the Bastion hurries toward the door that they might not have to have this conversation across their kitchen.

"Fuck sake." Remi says with a heavy sigh. Reaching for Ronin's upper arm and giving it a reassuring squeeze, the Bastion's lips twist with the urge to grumble other expletives. "Is...there some reason Seren is coming back?" Knowing Safrin there probably was, if only to try and keep Ronin under heel in new ways.

we'll float away