we shall heal our wounds, collect our dead
Or both. Ronin doesn't feel the need to agree out loud - the scrunch of his nose says it all anyway, the Knight mentally preparing himself for that conversation with Flora. (And all of the things he'll be putting in the gift basket he'll still absolutely be taking with him to Wildering House).
Much preferring to think of his drunken antics and their insatiable appetites for one another, Ronin dismisses his projection now that its flag holding duties are complete and flashes a crooked smile in his husband's direction. "I have no idea what you could be talking about," he says, planting one last stake and winding the rope around it.
As he ties it off, he follows Remi's gaze out to the deeper water, furrowing his brow. "It's a good idea, but... yeah, that's the worry," he says as he rises back to his feet. "Because it'll be Longnight we'd have to find some way to light them up, in case they are needed. But again... that might make them look like fun to be had. You know you and I would be out there in an instant if we'd seen something like that."
Much preferring to think of his drunken antics and their insatiable appetites for one another, Ronin dismisses his projection now that its flag holding duties are complete and flashes a crooked smile in his husband's direction. "I have no idea what you could be talking about," he says, planting one last stake and winding the rope around it.
As he ties it off, he follows Remi's gaze out to the deeper water, furrowing his brow. "It's a good idea, but... yeah, that's the worry," he says as he rises back to his feet. "Because it'll be Longnight we'd have to find some way to light them up, in case they are needed. But again... that might make them look like fun to be had. You know you and I would be out there in an instant if we'd seen something like that."
THE WHITE KNIGHT
and continue fighting
