[SEASONAL EVENT] empty chairs at empty tables

RONIN if there's one thing i'm good at, it's surviving Ronin shook his head at Remi. "No," he said softly. "No, I... I already said everything I wanted to. We knew, after a while, that... that she wasn't going to make it. We talked for a bit. She died in my arms." He couldn't look at the pyre, gazing firmly down at the earth beneath their feet. His limbs felt like ice and his stomach churned, and he made himself glance up after a few moments more. "Goodnight, Vanya," he said, before giving Remi the nod to start the fire. Ronin would have done it himself, but he felt like he was in quicksand. He didn't think he could make his legs move for anything in that moment.