and on to the glory at my right hand
"Eh, I mean, I don't see Deimos taking a bath in it right now either," Ronin points out, though his attempts at casual amusement are strained at best by now. (Not least because for all he knows, Deimos is in the hotsprings lying in wait). Luckily, though - for everyone but Sunjata - they don't have to be kept in suspense for a moment longer. The flash of movement has the Knight's hands lowering, watching as his husband carries out his work with brutal finesse.
The Flood drops, suggesting very much that Remi has been successful in his attempt to briefly commandeer the man's soul, and as Deimos pops into view and goes for his legs, Ronin grabs him beneath the arms to help get him into the water. "Gods, I'm sorry about this," he mutters to Sunjata, nodding towards the Sword and, as one, proceeding to throw him into the springs.
Rest assured, though, Ronin is sure to follow, not wanting his friend to drown before his soul reunites with his body, and so although Sunjata will definitely have been submerged and then some, the Knight will be kind enough to keep his head above the surface.
The Flood drops, suggesting very much that Remi has been successful in his attempt to briefly commandeer the man's soul, and as Deimos pops into view and goes for his legs, Ronin grabs him beneath the arms to help get him into the water. "Gods, I'm sorry about this," he mutters to Sunjata, nodding towards the Sword and, as one, proceeding to throw him into the springs.
Rest assured, though, Ronin is sure to follow, not wanting his friend to drown before his soul reunites with his body, and so although Sunjata will definitely have been submerged and then some, the Knight will be kind enough to keep his head above the surface.
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