arms give away your need
It's quite rare for the Taliesins to startle one another with their presence, but clearly it isn't impossible, and Ronin is equally as surprised to see his husband on the other side of the door as he opens it. "What are... oh. Oh. Shit." However tense and clouded the bond between them, at least Remi can rest assured that the Knight knows what's needed purely by instinct these days, and he reaches out to gently corral the other man into The Northaven.
With a heavy sigh, he steps in to wrap his arms around the Bastion, holding him tightly against his chest and scowling somewhere over his shoulder at nothing in particular. "I hate this," he whispers. "Sorry I wasn't there for what happened. Are you okay...?" Is everyone else? That question goes without saying, but that doesn't mean, as ever, that Ronin isn't worried about Remi first and foremost given what had happened last time.
With a heavy sigh, he steps in to wrap his arms around the Bastion, holding him tightly against his chest and scowling somewhere over his shoulder at nothing in particular. "I hate this," he whispers. "Sorry I wasn't there for what happened. Are you okay...?" Is everyone else? That question goes without saying, but that doesn't mean, as ever, that Ronin isn't worried about Remi first and foremost given what had happened last time.
tie them up and around me
and play me as you please
RONIN
