[se] out on that tight rope

the lullaby

And you should know,
I left but never lost my place

Their breakfast-making dance is as efficient as it is affectionate, and quickly the kitchen is filled with delicious smells despite the questionable methods of all chefs involved.

The smile on Remi's face comically disappears at the mention of prehistoric, and it's with a dramatic look to his right hand that the alchemist focuses his attention. "Oh no." He whispers in a low voice as he waggles his remaining fingers. No part of him is genuinely concerned, though. If he lost a hand entirely the alchemist was quite certain there were ways around that—ways that would surely include annoying his husband.

"Mateo and I already brought back silver for you." Remi points out, as if to say he'd already done his part. Mention of Neron though quickly draws his attention, and it's with narrowed eyes that he shakes his head. "The Greatwood was not part of the truce between Stormbreak and the Grounds, though. And who would notice a common hawk flying through the sky?"
He murmurs, inclining his head and waiting for Ronin's reaction to see if this was the sort of response he'd been wanting.

and these nights I miss you most
my heart is yours to break

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!