even my darkness shines for you
"Hey - look at this!" Ronin's voice is bright and excited (and a little bit muffled) as he swans through Mateo's greenhouse and up the stairs to their apartment. Their son squawks something in the travelling tongue at him from the back room (Remi will recognise it as don't step on those vines, they're delicate!) but is otherwise uninterested by his father's prize. Luckily, Ronin doesn't need him to be.
He emerges into the lounge with his arms full of what looks like a large and ridiculously comfortable blanket, squishy and pristine and soft and squashed under his chin, hence his muffled voice. "Do you want to see it all folded out? I know you want to. I know you want to, Remi."
He emerges into the lounge with his arms full of what looks like a large and ridiculously comfortable blanket, squishy and pristine and soft and squashed under his chin, hence his muffled voice. "Do you want to see it all folded out? I know you want to. I know you want to, Remi."
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