(SE) time of your life

”Uh... yeah,” It doesn’t make sense, and while Ronin has to smile at Remi, leaning in to kiss his hair as he winds his arms around his neck, there’s definite concern there. ”Oh good, well... at least you know that.” He hasn’t said LongHeat, and Ronin doesn’t believe he really knows the word right now, but at least Remi doesn’t seem to be in any pain. They sail over the long grasses, coming to a lazy halt in front of their still open window. Bundling Remi back up in his arms, blankets and all, he sidles back into the cool darkness of their bedroom, carrying his husband back to bed. ”Okay,” he says softly, ”I’m going to go and get us something to drink. You think you’ll be alright here? No climbing mountains when I’m gone.” Clearly he hasn’t realised yet, the dangers of not being straightforward with Remi in this state. ronypony it's always nice to make an impression