you've long seen your downfall, spelled out in another's bones
"No, I don't think we would," Ronin says honestly, "but that is in large part because I would never put us in that sort of position again to begin with." Hindsight is 20/20, so they say, and Ronin would never again make the series of decisions that would have him stepping away from Remi to stand with Sunjata.
But that isn't really what they're talking about here, and his hands still in the water as the things Remi doesn't say - doesn't have to, because his husband already knows Ronin is likely thinking them - stagnate in the air between them. With furrowed brows and his gaze dropping away from his husband, it's clear that whatever anger Ronin still balls up in his chest about the situation, it has been nursed and fed enough that the origin no longer really matters.
It's toxic, and yet he continues to feed it, even unintentionally. "I am suddenly feeling as though I am on trial," he admits softly, without anger but with an undeniable tension in the set of his shoulders.
But that isn't really what they're talking about here, and his hands still in the water as the things Remi doesn't say - doesn't have to, because his husband already knows Ronin is likely thinking them - stagnate in the air between them. With furrowed brows and his gaze dropping away from his husband, it's clear that whatever anger Ronin still balls up in his chest about the situation, it has been nursed and fed enough that the origin no longer really matters.
It's toxic, and yet he continues to feed it, even unintentionally. "I am suddenly feeling as though I am on trial," he admits softly, without anger but with an undeniable tension in the set of his shoulders.
RONIN
