RONIN
kiss your perfect day goodbye
Well that's just the thing, Ronin says with a scowl that feels as if it's settling between his brows like something carved deep into the bone. We are able to have frank conversations. We managed it before we even considered having Carlo and Calan. A meeting that had been difficult but necessary, and that had resulted in something unexpectedly wonderful. So it isn't a matter of being incapable for the Knight.
Sighing out a breath that wants to be louder than it is, he sits up enough to catch his arm around Remi's shoulder when he leans back, drawing him close against his side. Don't fall down that rabbit hole, he says softly, quiet and steady warmth pulsing through the bond between them as he feels Remi threaten to tumble into that old darkness where failure has teeth and despair is always hungry. This isn't like she decided to step down from being queen, or secretly eloped, or wanted to move into a hut in the middle of the Feverlands. This is tethering herself to a goddess.
And not any goddess either. As much as Ronin had meant it when he said it could have been any deity and they'd feel the same, it's true that it being Safrin adds an extra layer of complexity that sends his mind slipping back through cracks to places he'd rather forget.
"There was definitely a better way she might have told us," he agrees softly, leaning in the moment Remi glances his way to drop a gentle kiss against his lips. "And I can't apologise for how we responded," he adds. "Not for something like this." In his opinion, their immediate reaction had actually been quite measured compared to what it once might have been.
Sighing out a breath that wants to be louder than it is, he sits up enough to catch his arm around Remi's shoulder when he leans back, drawing him close against his side. Don't fall down that rabbit hole, he says softly, quiet and steady warmth pulsing through the bond between them as he feels Remi threaten to tumble into that old darkness where failure has teeth and despair is always hungry. This isn't like she decided to step down from being queen, or secretly eloped, or wanted to move into a hut in the middle of the Feverlands. This is tethering herself to a goddess.
And not any goddess either. As much as Ronin had meant it when he said it could have been any deity and they'd feel the same, it's true that it being Safrin adds an extra layer of complexity that sends his mind slipping back through cracks to places he'd rather forget.
"There was definitely a better way she might have told us," he agrees softly, leaning in the moment Remi glances his way to drop a gentle kiss against his lips. "And I can't apologise for how we responded," he adds. "Not for something like this." In his opinion, their immediate reaction had actually been quite measured compared to what it once might have been.
because the world is on fire
