RONIN
"It's at times like this where I really miss our ability to manipulate dreams," Ronin is saying softly to Remi as they walk along the creaking boards of the Exchange. In as thick a coat as he owns given that they live in Torchline, the Knight is still (naturally) obnoxiously close to his husband, his arm snug around his waist and a drink in hand as they browse the stalls.
"Oh, look - it's Isla," he adds, glancing up in time to see the bundled up Remedy approach the brightly painted barrel. Frowning, because he's sure he recognises the two figures from a certain Wheel of Fortune (he always feels like they know more about him than they ought to), he soon shakes it off and gives Remi a gentle nudge. "Come on, let's go play."
Grinning to Isla as she steps away from the barrel, now it's Ronin's turn to step up, and its with a competitive bounce of his eyebrows to the Bastion that he reaches into the Lucky Dip.
Ronin plays the Lucky Dip!
"Oh, look - it's Isla," he adds, glancing up in time to see the bundled up Remedy approach the brightly painted barrel. Frowning, because he's sure he recognises the two figures from a certain Wheel of Fortune (he always feels like they know more about him than they ought to), he soon shakes it off and gives Remi a gentle nudge. "Come on, let's go play."
Grinning to Isla as she steps away from the barrel, now it's Ronin's turn to step up, and its with a competitive bounce of his eyebrows to the Bastion that he reaches into the Lucky Dip.
Ronin plays the Lucky Dip!
soft spoken with a broken jaw
we step outside, but not to brawl
we step outside, but not to brawl
