even my darkness shines for you
Grumbling - mostly because he knows that Flora will likely believe Remi over him, especially when he brings up memory loss - Ronin rolls his eyes affectionately and is happy to concede keeping that little quip to himself. Besides, given how the trajectory of their afternoon is changing, he might well forget himself all about the Doubletake and their reason for being in the Greatwood. Currently, it seems to be to go in search of an old bar with even older memories.
"Yeah? I hadn't," Ronin says with a crooked grin, leaning in against the other man and catching his lips in another brief, sweet kiss. "I don't know if we were asked to leave, but I certainly remember that we didn't. We disappeared - quite literally - into one of the bathrooms, I think. Though I have no doubt they'd remember us if we showed back up." They might even be banned. Only one way to find out.
"Husband, I will buy you all of your favourite drinks. I bet they even keep a stock of your old gins on the top shelf. It has to be a point of pride, right, to stock something made by the old Greatwood Guardian." Torn between wanting to keep Remi close and actually start walking, Ronin compromises by winding an arm around the Bastion to tuck his hand into his back pocket, turning them towards the path.
"I wonder if the trees still listen to you like they did."
"Yeah? I hadn't," Ronin says with a crooked grin, leaning in against the other man and catching his lips in another brief, sweet kiss. "I don't know if we were asked to leave, but I certainly remember that we didn't. We disappeared - quite literally - into one of the bathrooms, I think. Though I have no doubt they'd remember us if we showed back up." They might even be banned. Only one way to find out.
"Husband, I will buy you all of your favourite drinks. I bet they even keep a stock of your old gins on the top shelf. It has to be a point of pride, right, to stock something made by the old Greatwood Guardian." Torn between wanting to keep Remi close and actually start walking, Ronin compromises by winding an arm around the Bastion to tuck his hand into his back pocket, turning them towards the path.
"I wonder if the trees still listen to you like they did."
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