we shall heal our wounds, collect our dead
"Mm, well... you know Isla better than anyone," Ronin points out, his thumb grazing across Remi's cheek again. "She's always the unflappable one, but you're a safe space where she can let go of that control." So whether completely ecstatic about the news or not, it's not all that surprising that she'd sought out Remi as her best friend to have a minor panic about it as well. "Guessing it wasn't exactly a planned thing from that, though?" He raises his eyebrows.
Yes, Remi confirms, and he nods as well as if to remind him that it really is the case, but when the Bastion follows it up with the precursor to doubt, Ronin is there for it all the same. His hand drops to slip back around Remi, drawing him closer against his chest, and as he speaks he can't hide the scoff of laughter or the very reasonable agreement that floods through him.
"Isla never knew that part of him though," he points out. "So whilst it might be strange for us, it isn't for her. And truly, it's not like either of us have spoken to Ever in a long time now, other than in passing." Mateo isn't the boy he'd once been and so the same could be imagined for his best friend. Still uncomfortable, perhaps, but not as world shattering as it might have been once upon a time.
Nevertheless, Ronin doesn't try to fix the emotion or the reason behind it, merely holding Remi close against him and leaning in to kiss his forehead. "Anything I can do?"
Yes, Remi confirms, and he nods as well as if to remind him that it really is the case, but when the Bastion follows it up with the precursor to doubt, Ronin is there for it all the same. His hand drops to slip back around Remi, drawing him closer against his chest, and as he speaks he can't hide the scoff of laughter or the very reasonable agreement that floods through him.
"Isla never knew that part of him though," he points out. "So whilst it might be strange for us, it isn't for her. And truly, it's not like either of us have spoken to Ever in a long time now, other than in passing." Mateo isn't the boy he'd once been and so the same could be imagined for his best friend. Still uncomfortable, perhaps, but not as world shattering as it might have been once upon a time.
Nevertheless, Ronin doesn't try to fix the emotion or the reason behind it, merely holding Remi close against him and leaning in to kiss his forehead. "Anything I can do?"
THE WHITE KNIGHT
and continue fighting
