Top of the World

"Ah yes, but of course." Ronin sighed and nodded in understanding. As a baron and with absolutely no sense of caring what other people thought, he had been afforded the luxury of picking and choosing his partners both in Northwind and Northaven. Then there was the fact that even if it was illegal, he didn't hate himself for his preferences. Not that he knew it was that bad, with Remi. And luckily, now they were gone from the place. He gasped in mock horror at the other man's apparent rejection, slouching in his seat and looking haughtily away. "Fine," he said. "Vanya likes my scars. She thinks they are manly and brave." He was grinning even as he spoke, Ronin too addled by the alcohol to keep a straight face. Locking eyes with Remi again, he nodded to him. "For a little while, yes... it would never have worked out, though." Arching an eyebrow as he heard out Remi's apparent solution to his problem, Ronin ruffled a hand through his hair. "Well... if you fell in love with Loren once, can you not do it again?" ronin begin again, as the storm