I will tell the night

i cut the ties and i jumped the tracks, for never to return

Ronin was a sight that made the alchemist's stomach turn into some sort of cold liquid that seeped down into his toes making his knees weak on the way. Whatever training his lover had been doing had certainly paid off, and Remi had to all but force his eyes off of the other man as he turned to unbuckle Aoife, who, as he knew she would be, was still fast asleep. Laying down in the grass, Remi tucked the star-eyed child against the darkened unicorn, trusting that Isla would be able to both keep her warm and keep an eye on her for the time being.

"When?" Remi parroted. "As if I would decide such a thing without you."  He added, biting the inside of his cheek to hide his grin. "Definitely not...you know. Before the snows come or anything." With a quick laugh, Remi joined Ronin on the blanket mirroring his friend's posture though tucking a leg over one of Ronin's. "I suppose it does not have to be. I just...what with all the death constantly around us.." Shrugging as he stared up into the sky, Remi hummed a note of contentment. "I just didn't see why we would wait." With an anxious but excited glance, Remi looked towards Ronin, brows raised softly.