I shouldn't laugh, but I know I'm a failure in your eyes
Stars don't shine. They burn, Ronin says, as though it is something that has only just occurred to him, and his fingers flinch in Safrin's once more. He smiles sadly to hear her question, lowering his gaze away from the celestial fire to the void that lingers around them.
Yes, he says. And no. There is much to understand, but not all of it seems so complicated. Not here and now. Not as hush vibrates through the air around them, and the silence presses in until all Ronin can hear is the blood pounding in his head.
Slowly he lifts their clasped hands, pressing his lips to the back of Safrin's palm in a soft kiss, as if they are meeting for the first time at some banquet or ball. The silence is louder than the roar, almost unbearable to his ears, but there are no longer any words to drown it out. No words, only action.
Yes, he says. And no. There is much to understand, but not all of it seems so complicated. Not here and now. Not as hush vibrates through the air around them, and the silence presses in until all Ronin can hear is the blood pounding in his head.
Slowly he lifts their clasped hands, pressing his lips to the back of Safrin's palm in a soft kiss, as if they are meeting for the first time at some banquet or ball. The silence is louder than the roar, almost unbearable to his ears, but there are no longer any words to drown it out. No words, only action.
RONIN
