Top of the World

"I... I dunno." Ronin shook his head helplessly. He had been throwing out suggestions, was all, each one getting further and further from coherent the longer their discussion continued. All he knew was that Remi was hurting and there was little the hunter could do about it. So he ushered Remi forward and led them inside to the guildhall proper. The hall took up all of the ground floor, empty but for haphazard tables and chairs with only the low embers of a fire burning in a hearth against one of the far walls. He and Van lived above it, and so Ronin led them to the set of stairs which wound up onto a mezzanine level that overlooked the hall. Beyond that, his lady love would be asleep in one of the rooms. "My Safrin?" Ronin whispered, arching an eyebrow and sounding unfathomably happy about having himself associated with the goddess. Such was his distraction that he missed the first step of the stairs and toppled, arms pinwheeling to grab onto the nearest... Remi. Unless the other man stopped them somehow, Ronin would drag them noisily to the ground. He, of course, started to giggle instantly. "Shhhh!" RONIN JUST WATCH ME