even my darkness shines for you
Cooing his gratitude to Oria as he shifts the last of the logs, Ronin goes back to collect the material for their sign and gives Remi a clear raise of his eyebrows on the way past, nodding at the numerous tentacles. Hopefully he'll catch the link between those and the Everest looking like a corpse, the Huntsman returning with their lumber and some paint. "Here, I'll write it out and you can do the hammering. I know you like hammering."
Grinning - and for once he can say he's got the neatest handwriting - Ronin paints "GUARDIANS TREEHOUSE" and an arrow, before sitting back on his heels to inspect it. "There. What do you think?" He smiles up at his husband, fully expecting another weed to be lobbed at his face.
Grinning - and for once he can say he's got the neatest handwriting - Ronin paints "GUARDIANS TREEHOUSE" and an arrow, before sitting back on his heels to inspect it. "There. What do you think?" He smiles up at his husband, fully expecting another weed to be lobbed at his face.
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