RONIN
This is the last Longnight I'll ever spend in the Hollwoed Grounds, I swear, Ronin was saying as they plodded their slow way up the ruined hillside, formerly home to another Governor of Torchline - though he doubted that the previous one had been nearly as handsome, and didn't bother to hide such feelings from the Attuned bond he shared with Remi. In luxere form, his antlers lighting the way, Ronin was much more at ease like this than he had been the first time the alchemist had seen him, hooved feet picking their way through hot stones and other debris.
Sometimes I wish I didn't have to go, but... to get Vanya to Aoife, so she doesn't have to look down on everything alone anymore... He gave a mental shrug, pausing to look back at his husband. It's the least I can do. I'd do the same thing if it were you. But... I'm still sorry. You know that, right? I'm sorry I have to do this.
Sometimes I wish I didn't have to go, but... to get Vanya to Aoife, so she doesn't have to look down on everything alone anymore... He gave a mental shrug, pausing to look back at his husband. It's the least I can do. I'd do the same thing if it were you. But... I'm still sorry. You know that, right? I'm sorry I have to do this.
