RONIN
"That's right. He's all stuffy suits and cigarette smoke and... and..." Ronin punctuates his ire with a snort of distaste that's entirely petulant and the result of too few nights' rest with Remi. Still, to look at his husband languidly enjoying himself is enough to soften him more than enough to let go of the irritation. Falling quiet to listen as the Lullaby explains the full story, Ronin busies himself in finding Remi's fingers, guiding his touch over the Star's body.
"Banning us?" He scoffs, of a similar mind to his husband. He's offended as well, wrinkling his nose. "I have no desire to return... but I'd also like to see them try to stop us." Ronin can't help it, clearly; he's tenacious at heart and he always will be. Letting out a long breath and forcing himself to let go of all of the frantic tension he holds, the Star instead conjures a smile for Remi.
"I'm sorry it's been so long. How are things? How's Mateo?"
"Banning us?" He scoffs, of a similar mind to his husband. He's offended as well, wrinkling his nose. "I have no desire to return... but I'd also like to see them try to stop us." Ronin can't help it, clearly; he's tenacious at heart and he always will be. Letting out a long breath and forcing himself to let go of all of the frantic tension he holds, the Star instead conjures a smile for Remi.
"I'm sorry it's been so long. How are things? How's Mateo?"
soft spoken with a broken jaw
we step outside, but not to brawl
we step outside, but not to brawl
