[SE] and down we go

RONIN if there's one thing i'm good at, it's surviving Ronin can only watch his husband with a bored, blank look as he starts to explain his logic behind the barnacles and how they might have come to appear at the bottom of the skyboat. His hands idly make a braid out of the twine he's looped around the bauble, creating a little cradle for it to sit in, and he nods in appropriate places that Remi will know he's absolutely listening. "Aww, beautiful," he coos at his husband's decorative efforts, his chin resting against Remi's shoulder as they sail towards the twinkling plaza. "I confess, I have never really looked, until now," he murmurs, smiling and taking in the vistas for what feels like the first time. It was beautiful, if not eerie and industrial in places. And with a wicked underbelly. "Mm, it doesn't hold a candle to what the Fae could do with their houses," he agrees, the nimbus drifting down now, so they can clamber off before the firling. "But it's got its perks, it's true."