this madness of now

Ronin opened his mouth and then promptly changed his mind and closed it again. Initially yes, he had been thinking that they would have no choice but to take this seriously and as a real job if they wanted to actually stay alive. But then he remembered that his husband wasn't an alchemist, he was the alchemist as far as Ronin was concerned, and they would likely want for nothing at all. The wagon, the mare... all of it was just to keep themselves occupied, really. "Oi!" Ronin was pulled from his thoughts by the birds pecking at his bootlaces, the hunter kicking out at them and pulling his feet in. "You're handsome and my laces are worms apparently," he said with an expression of ridiculous outrage, one that only smoothed away a little as Remi leant in and kissed him. "I will make sure to shower you in compliments. What else don't I do near enough?" RONIN Darkness is a funny thing. It creeps up on you.