the wounds are open and bleeding out
It's lucky that Remi is thinking of their future selves, because Ronin doesn't have the capacity to think beyond the next few seconds, the time that continues to eat its way into a future without Seren, and each breath he forces into his lungs feels more painful than the last. Blinking, the gesture sending more tears down his cheeks to drip from his chin, he nods, reaching up at long last to carefully close his daughter's eyes.
She might be merely sleeping like this, especially as he scoops her up further into his arms, rising to his feet. "I'll go there now," he says, the words rough and almost too difficult to grate out. Around them the crowds haven't dispersed, exactly, but they have retreated far enough that it almost seems as if they've obtained a modicum of privacy. Ronin can already imagine their questions, because the same ones are branded against his heart; what had happened? what had killed Safrin's daughter? was the danger still present? what now, where now, what else?
Pale wings unfurl from Ronin's shoulders, spreading wide in preparation to beat down and take flight. Tearing his gaze from Seren and back to Remi, his expression is almost pleading. "Will you come and find me at the lighthouse?" he whispers. He's aware, almost vacantly, that there's a lot of logistics to handle here, but he's in no state to deal with them.
She might be merely sleeping like this, especially as he scoops her up further into his arms, rising to his feet. "I'll go there now," he says, the words rough and almost too difficult to grate out. Around them the crowds haven't dispersed, exactly, but they have retreated far enough that it almost seems as if they've obtained a modicum of privacy. Ronin can already imagine their questions, because the same ones are branded against his heart; what had happened? what had killed Safrin's daughter? was the danger still present? what now, where now, what else?
Pale wings unfurl from Ronin's shoulders, spreading wide in preparation to beat down and take flight. Tearing his gaze from Seren and back to Remi, his expression is almost pleading. "Will you come and find me at the lighthouse?" he whispers. He's aware, almost vacantly, that there's a lot of logistics to handle here, but he's in no state to deal with them.
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