we shall heal our wounds, collect our dead
Scoffing his agreement with Remi and raising his own glass to gently clink it against his husband's, Ronin lets his arm settle properly around the Bastion's shoulders, feeling himself relax in turn as the conversation trundles on to easier(ish) topics. "I think as long as you are there you both ought to be fine," he agrees with Remi and nods to Sunjata. "I recently showed Seren the waterfall up there and nothing bothered us. It was the same when we had Flora and Mateo visit." Hopefully the same would bode true for the Flood and the Valkyrie.
Glancing automatically to Remi as he feels his inspiration even before the thoughts are spoken aloud, Ronin surprises himself with a boyish grin and an eager nod. "We could dust out the Tramezzino and host you," he agrees. "I imagine the herbs and vegetables we planted up there might have gone a little wild, so who knows, maybe half of dinner is already up there waiting for us. If that works for you?" Because of course the Flood is yet to agree.
Glancing automatically to Remi as he feels his inspiration even before the thoughts are spoken aloud, Ronin surprises himself with a boyish grin and an eager nod. "We could dust out the Tramezzino and host you," he agrees. "I imagine the herbs and vegetables we planted up there might have gone a little wild, so who knows, maybe half of dinner is already up there waiting for us. If that works for you?" Because of course the Flood is yet to agree.
THE WHITE KNIGHT
and continue fighting
