we shall heal our wounds, collect our dead
Ronin's mouth opens for the sort of argumentative response that's all warmth and affection, but he really doesn't have an answer for Remi's logic. "Bastioning," he repeats quietly, not bothering to hide the smile spreading across his face. "Well, then. I can only apologise for being so tired this season, and eternally grateful for you being my erstwhile protector while I nap." Sketching a little bow for Remi's trouble, Ronin finally leans down to tie off and cut the rope for this section of the beach.
"It still feels strange to be without Hadama," he admits, following after his projection as it plants another flag along the next bit of shoreline that is likely to cause trouble to any drunken Longnight wanderers. "And are you suggesting that I should be the one to tell her? Because I don't think that will go down too well either."
Grinning and planting another stake in the ground, it's far too easy to get carried away with their date idea, and Ronin grins back at his husband from the beach where he's dropped to kneel down. "I would expect nothing less than for you to play both monster and damsel," he says. "You know how much I like to sweep you off your feet."
"It still feels strange to be without Hadama," he admits, following after his projection as it plants another flag along the next bit of shoreline that is likely to cause trouble to any drunken Longnight wanderers. "And are you suggesting that I should be the one to tell her? Because I don't think that will go down too well either."
Grinning and planting another stake in the ground, it's far too easy to get carried away with their date idea, and Ronin grins back at his husband from the beach where he's dropped to kneel down. "I would expect nothing less than for you to play both monster and damsel," he says. "You know how much I like to sweep you off your feet."
THE WHITE KNIGHT
and continue fighting
