arms give away your need
”He’s fine, I think. Just grumpy.” The warm, careful weight of the newborn in his arms means that Ronin hasn’t even stopped to consider that the baby isn’t real or alive or theirs. He doesn’t even know how he really knows it’s a he, but that’s what they had discussed so why shouldn’t it be so? The infant’s wails soften after a few moments, soothed by the presence of someone else in the room, and Ronin hushes him and cradles him against his chest.
He’s glowing already, barely having noticed, and the nursery fills with gentle starlight as he steps closer to Remi. ”Here,” he whispers, carefully offering the child out so that the alchemist might see it for himself. ”Much better now he’s not screaming the place down, right?”
He’s glowing already, barely having noticed, and the nursery fills with gentle starlight as he steps closer to Remi. ”Here,” he whispers, carefully offering the child out so that the alchemist might see it for himself. ”Much better now he’s not screaming the place down, right?”
tie them up and around me
and play me as you please
RONIN
