i wish i could say that i am a light that never goes out
With a soft laugh, Remi can only imagine what lengths Ronin went to in an effort to keep himself sane while he was away, though the Bastion probably had a better idea than most the sort of violence the Knight was capable of in Leafchange. "Well, your kingdom is not worth much these days as it's mostly just this houseboat, but I'm sure we can make it work." He chuckles back, straightening only enough to took a proper look at Ronin.
Lines of weariness had etched themselves so deeply beside the Knight's eyes that he almost looked as though he'd been carved out of some impossibly tan bit of stone rather than flesh and bone. For a wonderfully naive moment, Remi had forgotten all about the conversation they'd had earlier in the season with Deimos and nearly asked Ronin if he meant Frey's Breath before catching himself and nodding. "You don't...you don't think Sunjata knew, do you?"
None of them had any idea what being infected actually entailed, but if the Flood had known? If he'd even suspected? Feathers snarled through Remi's curls at the thought, his chest and stomach tensing against the immediate desire to go after Sunjata right then and there. Swallowing hard and forcing himself to see the blue of his husband's eyes rather than the film of red currently settling over his mind, the Bastion exhales a shivery breath. "I know," he agrees, brushing the tip of his nose against Ronin's before starting the process of inching them toward the bathroom.
"But you're home now." Sadly he couldn't say that it would stay that way for long, not if Ronin wanted to head to Halo so quickly, but gods be damned if he wasn't going to make the most of what time they did have.
Lines of weariness had etched themselves so deeply beside the Knight's eyes that he almost looked as though he'd been carved out of some impossibly tan bit of stone rather than flesh and bone. For a wonderfully naive moment, Remi had forgotten all about the conversation they'd had earlier in the season with Deimos and nearly asked Ronin if he meant Frey's Breath before catching himself and nodding. "You don't...you don't think Sunjata knew, do you?"
None of them had any idea what being infected actually entailed, but if the Flood had known? If he'd even suspected? Feathers snarled through Remi's curls at the thought, his chest and stomach tensing against the immediate desire to go after Sunjata right then and there. Swallowing hard and forcing himself to see the blue of his husband's eyes rather than the film of red currently settling over his mind, the Bastion exhales a shivery breath. "I know," he agrees, brushing the tip of his nose against Ronin's before starting the process of inching them toward the bathroom.
"But you're home now." Sadly he couldn't say that it would stay that way for long, not if Ronin wanted to head to Halo so quickly, but gods be damned if he wasn't going to make the most of what time they did have.
but I f l i c k e r
from time to time
REMI
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
