I shouldn't laugh, but I know I'm a failure in your eyes
Distantly, Ronin knows they should get on their feet. He knows they planned for this, knows there are supplies and shelter and everything their children will immediately need just beyond the treeline. But he'd also assumed it would still be relatively sunny, that they'd have time to sit and come to terms with these initial introductions without the rain drumming overhead and the eerie, distant sound of what he swears is screaming. Screaming that doesn't come from the two newborns in their arms.
"I feel like they are going to be trouble," he says, almost whispering the words and grinning sheepishly towards Remi, like he might have accidentally made it so by speaking it. "Carlo," he agrees in a softer voice, gazing down at the furious infant trying his best to wrench a feather free from the Bastion's wing. "And Calan," he adds, gazing down at the still squalling baby in his own arms, the Knight rocking him instinctively and curling himself closer as if he might be a shield for the rain.
"...I never thought we'd have this again," he admits, blinking quickly and offering his little finger out for the boy to clutch onto, his own grip equally vice-like. "Gods, Remi." Ronin's laughter is almost a sob, and he shakes his head as if to make himself pull it together. "It felt real, but not like this, not until right now."
"I feel like they are going to be trouble," he says, almost whispering the words and grinning sheepishly towards Remi, like he might have accidentally made it so by speaking it. "Carlo," he agrees in a softer voice, gazing down at the furious infant trying his best to wrench a feather free from the Bastion's wing. "And Calan," he adds, gazing down at the still squalling baby in his own arms, the Knight rocking him instinctively and curling himself closer as if he might be a shield for the rain.
"...I never thought we'd have this again," he admits, blinking quickly and offering his little finger out for the boy to clutch onto, his own grip equally vice-like. "Gods, Remi." Ronin's laughter is almost a sob, and he shakes his head as if to make himself pull it together. "It felt real, but not like this, not until right now."
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