we shall heal our wounds, collect our dead
Well, Ronin trills through the bond before he's thoroughly distracted by their stint as Caido's newest firefighters, far be it for me to deny you when you put it like that. Especially with my reputation as White Knight on the line. Granted, he won't be able to exert himself at all if he gets sucked out to sea from all of Remi's splashing around, and it's a possibility that grows ever more likely as his husband really gets into the rhythm of redirecting the Arclight's tides.
Dismissing his duplicate to better focus on the task at hand (that task becoming more to dodge Remi's cascades of water than throw sand on the dwindling wildfires), Ronin's laughter echoes vibrantly through to his husband, wry affection suffusing his words. I said your idea is bett- AH--! It might not be the exact punctuation Remi is looking for, but the Knight is cut off as his balance is dragged away from him at last, his legs swept from under him as seawater takes him out at the knees.
"Remi!" he blurts out loud without thinking, trying not to laugh so as to keep from inhaling any water.
Dismissing his duplicate to better focus on the task at hand (that task becoming more to dodge Remi's cascades of water than throw sand on the dwindling wildfires), Ronin's laughter echoes vibrantly through to his husband, wry affection suffusing his words. I said your idea is bett- AH--! It might not be the exact punctuation Remi is looking for, but the Knight is cut off as his balance is dragged away from him at last, his legs swept from under him as seawater takes him out at the knees.
"Remi!" he blurts out loud without thinking, trying not to laugh so as to keep from inhaling any water.
THE WHITE KNIGHT
and continue fighting
