the wounds are open and bleeding out
Ronin wrinkled his nose at that; it seemed just the sort of thing that would end up happening to him. In that striking moment of silence between them, the pull of the ocean void seemed suddenly very unpleasant indeed. Ronin shuddered, shuffling closer still to Remi and slinging his free arm around him, like the Alchemist was an anchor. "You know what... those cliffs can wait, with or without you. I'd take our bed over that, any time it all feels like too much."
At Remi's absolutely true - and utterly absurd - rendition of just what had happened to them, Ronin couldn't help but bark out a laugh, shaking his head and meeting the flat stare levelled in his direction... just about. Well, when you put it like that," he muttered, shaking his head. "...I'm just so angry. I wasn't ready for this... to act like it's fine, all the time. Around a kid who doesn't know any different."
At Remi's absolutely true - and utterly absurd - rendition of just what had happened to them, Ronin couldn't help but bark out a laugh, shaking his head and meeting the flat stare levelled in his direction... just about. Well, when you put it like that," he muttered, shaking his head. "...I'm just so angry. I wasn't ready for this... to act like it's fine, all the time. Around a kid who doesn't know any different."
THE
DARK STAR
