we shall heal our wounds, collect our dead
"No, I know. I know, I just... you know how they can be." Ronin's smile is all wry affection, because it's not at all a bad thing for Flora and Mateo to have each other's backs the way they do. Finding himself very unfairly silenced if not pleased about it, he leans into Remi's kiss and loosens his grip around him a fraction so they're embracing more than they're clinging onto one another.
Humming his reluctant agreement, as they part Ronin nods and adds another kiss to Remi's forehead to his collection. "Now you're being right. Stop it," he says, sighing and smiling across at him. "Alright. No being lazy with this. We'll get together with them and ask them for their thoughts. If this happens, I..." His brow furrows, and something quiet and steely flows through their bond. "I'm getting it right this time, Remi."
Humming his reluctant agreement, as they part Ronin nods and adds another kiss to Remi's forehead to his collection. "Now you're being right. Stop it," he says, sighing and smiling across at him. "Alright. No being lazy with this. We'll get together with them and ask them for their thoughts. If this happens, I..." His brow furrows, and something quiet and steely flows through their bond. "I'm getting it right this time, Remi."
THE WHITE KNIGHT
and continue fighting
