and on to the glory at my right hand
"You tell him and I'll bring the bribe," Ronin suggests with a bounce of his eyebrows, turning to walk with Remi back through the Rainbow Road, shifting to hoist the practice blades up and over his shoulder as they go.
Humming an exhausted sounding sigh at Flora's changeability when it comes to Koa (or any boy she likes, he imagines - such is the life of a 21 year old), the Knight gives his husband a little nudge with his hip and grins. "Okay, maybe let someone else host it, then? You'd have plausible deniability if anything went wrong."
Not expecting the conversation to turn to Maea of all people, Ronin raises an eyebrow and shakes his head. "Rough? In what way?" he asks curiously. The Grounds have always been rough to Ronin, of course, so he'll need a little more before deciding if this is out of the ordinary for the region.
Humming an exhausted sounding sigh at Flora's changeability when it comes to Koa (or any boy she likes, he imagines - such is the life of a 21 year old), the Knight gives his husband a little nudge with his hip and grins. "Okay, maybe let someone else host it, then? You'd have plausible deniability if anything went wrong."
Not expecting the conversation to turn to Maea of all people, Ronin raises an eyebrow and shakes his head. "Rough? In what way?" he asks curiously. The Grounds have always been rough to Ronin, of course, so he'll need a little more before deciding if this is out of the ordinary for the region.
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