I will fight the end
That actually does sound good - Ronin of course had been referring to his husband brewing wine with sandwiches tucked away in it. His stomach rumbles obnoxiously as if to inform the both of them that talk of food right now is unappreciated given the (apparently) early hour, and he grins nods his hearty agreement. "Next year," he agrees. "We all get together. We all drink and eat and have one helluva party. Maybe multiple times."
It sounds good to Ronin. Better, even, than anything he's thought about for a long time. Nodding to his husband as Sunjata's name tumbles from his lips, he leans in for a soft and careful kiss. "I will," he says. "First, though, I will go and see Vai. And take care of you, until you teleport away." He brushes his nose over his husband's, inviting him to sleep now, if he feels he's ready.
It sounds good to Ronin. Better, even, than anything he's thought about for a long time. Nodding to his husband as Sunjata's name tumbles from his lips, he leans in for a soft and careful kiss. "I will," he says. "First, though, I will go and see Vai. And take care of you, until you teleport away." He brushes his nose over his husband's, inviting him to sleep now, if he feels he's ready.
'til the end is here
