gratuitous violence; unnecessary, satisfying, heartbreaking
Content to listen to the various flavours of chaos that unfold in the kitchen, Ronin manages to get some focus for a few minutes on dinner. Having browned off the ramphire and added the vegetables, he's toasted the rice in the pot and is finally adding stock to let it all simmer together nicely when the comment about the eggs reaches his ears. Raising an eyebrow, his lips part as if to ask if that's a euphemism, but he quickly reminds himself that he doesn't actually want to know.
Mm, it is, he agrees with Remi, leaning in to accept the kiss like it's something owed. But if they keep getting all over each other and looking like they're chewing sugar, I might lose the battle not to make it deeply uncomfortable. Smirking to himself as he turns back to dinner, he gives it a stir and covers the pot before turning to grab for his beer.
"I don't think Sugar has ever colour coded my outfit," he says slowly, reaching up to scritch the little dragon under her scaly chin. "She prefers to just accessorise." With herself, mostly. "Still, at least the house makes sure you're kept on your toes."
Mm, it is, he agrees with Remi, leaning in to accept the kiss like it's something owed. But if they keep getting all over each other and looking like they're chewing sugar, I might lose the battle not to make it deeply uncomfortable. Smirking to himself as he turns back to dinner, he gives it a stir and covers the pot before turning to grab for his beer.
"I don't think Sugar has ever colour coded my outfit," he says slowly, reaching up to scritch the little dragon under her scaly chin. "She prefers to just accessorise." With herself, mostly. "Still, at least the house makes sure you're kept on your toes."
RONIN
