trying to make the wrongs right

the bastion

And if the sky grows heavy
wrap your arms around me tight; we'll be alright

As if sensing his husband's thoughts—having been married long enough it hardly took either sort of bond they shared in order to do so—Remi smirks. "I wonder if he'd take the Ark close to Starfall if he heard a rumour about a lost cache of valuables out there..?" Innocently said, the Bastion raises his eyebrows before huffing out a laugh and groaning. "Though with our luck Flora would go with him and channel one of us to save him if things got out of hand."

Nodding that Ronin's suggestion sounded like a good one, Remi reaches out to accept his husband's hand. Accompanied by the sounds of various clicks in his knees, the Bastion glances through the door toward where their front door still sat off its hinges. "Do we have to? Today you've killed a dragon and I've been slapped by our daughter. Surely that's enough."

If the ground gives way beneath us,
If we should fall to pieces
Find me where I first found you

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!