RONIN
"Isla can sort them later. Or I'll clean you up," Ronin said of Remi's scratches, the hunter shifting to rise to his feet, only to flop down next to the alchemist on the couch. He wrinkled his nose as Remi spoke, first about not being able to see and then about whatever difficult conversation he'd needed to have with Ianto. Letting out a shallow sigh, he nudged the other man with his shoulder.
"Hey," he said. "You're talking about endings and things have hardly even begun." Smilnng softly, he glanced across to Remi. I don't want you to ever have to do something like this again either. So we're in agreement about that at least."
"Hey," he said. "You're talking about endings and things have hardly even begun." Smilnng softly, he glanced across to Remi. I don't want you to ever have to do something like this again either. So we're in agreement about that at least."
don't close your eyes
something beautiful is still alive
something beautiful is still alive
