RONIN
"Maybe you didn't need them after all," Ronin reasoned softly, reaching up to tease his fingers affectionately through Remi's curls, smiling as he listened to him speak. "Or maybe it's just a relief. People can't ask you for something you haven't got." He chuckled. For all their suggestions, though, he imagined it ran much deeper than that. Something like Remi going back to his roots and getting to be something more simple, more real. "Hey," he said, nudging his husband as he noted the bitterness in his tone. "You can still talk about it. I literally came back to life and I still complain about being alive," he pointed out.
Raising his eyebrows at hearing about the encounter with Sam, Ronin adjusted himself to sit up once more, gazing out into the darkness and the muted light from the nearby Aumakua. "We all have our weights to carry, Remi," he told him, glancing down to meet his eyes. "There's no shame in it. I'm glad that you're feeling lighter, though. I... it would be a lie if I didn't say these past couple of seasons haven't been rough. Do you... I mean, did Ludo say what it wanted of you? What owning your soul means?"
Raising his eyebrows at hearing about the encounter with Sam, Ronin adjusted himself to sit up once more, gazing out into the darkness and the muted light from the nearby Aumakua. "We all have our weights to carry, Remi," he told him, glancing down to meet his eyes. "There's no shame in it. I'm glad that you're feeling lighter, though. I... it would be a lie if I didn't say these past couple of seasons haven't been rough. Do you... I mean, did Ludo say what it wanted of you? What owning your soul means?"
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