RONIN
"That's exactly what it was. You are correct." Ronin nods wisely, sounding thoroughly impressed that his husband has managed to get the gist of how this wasn't his fault. He is still smiling, arms folded across his chest, as they stand at the edge of the cliffs, Remi crouched to admire the handiwork of the boats, Ronin observing like he's some prospective buyer.
Still, he raises his eyebrows and offers a placating pat to his nimbus as Remi clarifies. "Are you saying that my cloud isn't good enough?" He sniffs, leaning against it haughtily. "I don't need to be an animal to fly." As for the crowd, though, and their minding what they do? Ronin chuckles, turning to call to the man directing people in the queue.
"I promise we aren't going to steal anything or touch anything!" he calls, his voice ringing across the Skyport. Then, hopping aboard the nimbus and flying it to Remi's level, he pats the space next to him. "Let's go see what they're made of," he says.
Still, he raises his eyebrows and offers a placating pat to his nimbus as Remi clarifies. "Are you saying that my cloud isn't good enough?" He sniffs, leaning against it haughtily. "I don't need to be an animal to fly." As for the crowd, though, and their minding what they do? Ronin chuckles, turning to call to the man directing people in the queue.
"I promise we aren't going to steal anything or touch anything!" he calls, his voice ringing across the Skyport. Then, hopping aboard the nimbus and flying it to Remi's level, he pats the space next to him. "Let's go see what they're made of," he says.
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