I shouldn't laugh, but I know I'm a failure in your eyes
"I'll still make sure I dry you off properly when we next get the chance," Ronin says, lips twitching in a brief smile as his eyes flick from the tender shoots and full buds to the Bastion's sopping wet wing. It's that glance that makes him miss the shift in one of the buds - and it also lets him notice the movement of a herd of fucking unicorns in his periphery. "It isn't the wind," he mutters, voice low and dangerous; clearly Ronin doesn't think Remi is talking about the twins.
"If you'll excuse me," he continues, carefully setting the umbrella against one of the fence posts so it can still provide some cover before the Knight himself moves into the steady downpour. His coat and hair are instantly drenched, but he has time to lean in and press a quick kiss to Remi's curls before he sets off into the veil of rain.
And whilst Ronin is almost immediately swallowed up in it, the thunder of hoofbeats that rings out even over the hiss of water is evidence, clearly, of his success in finding the unicorns. Now it's just a matter of forced relocation, and they can all get back to their day.
"If you'll excuse me," he continues, carefully setting the umbrella against one of the fence posts so it can still provide some cover before the Knight himself moves into the steady downpour. His coat and hair are instantly drenched, but he has time to lean in and press a quick kiss to Remi's curls before he sets off into the veil of rain.
And whilst Ronin is almost immediately swallowed up in it, the thunder of hoofbeats that rings out even over the hiss of water is evidence, clearly, of his success in finding the unicorns. Now it's just a matter of forced relocation, and they can all get back to their day.
RONIN
