arms give away your need
"That much is true, yeah," Ronin concedes with a nod and a smile that's gone as soon as it appears, the Knight's hand coming up to gently grip Remi's forearm over his sleeve. "One silver lining in a curse, mm?" Because thick as his grief may be, Ronin will never deny the love that he's found in the Bastion, though he wishes they weren't held together by as many stitches and scars as good times.
I don't know if I want to go on is what he doesn't say, because it's unfair to his husband to have to shoulder that atop everything else (including things he's recently learned that Ronin remains ignorant to), and so instead he simply shakes his head. Whatever wrong way he goes about this, he does at least know that time, like it or not, will continue to march on, and his feelings won't be permanent however much it feels like a betrayal to let them go.
"I won't leave Flora or Mateo," he says quietly, his tone like soft steel. "However bad a father I might be to them, I won't go away again. Not now." Not when, really, only Mateo has remained unscathed by death. And who knows how long that might last.
I don't know if I want to go on is what he doesn't say, because it's unfair to his husband to have to shoulder that atop everything else (including things he's recently learned that Ronin remains ignorant to), and so instead he simply shakes his head. Whatever wrong way he goes about this, he does at least know that time, like it or not, will continue to march on, and his feelings won't be permanent however much it feels like a betrayal to let them go.
"I won't leave Flora or Mateo," he says quietly, his tone like soft steel. "However bad a father I might be to them, I won't go away again. Not now." Not when, really, only Mateo has remained unscathed by death. And who knows how long that might last.
tie them up and around me
and play me as you please
RONIN
