even my darkness shines for you
Ronin can only offer a little grumble at that; he thinks he can remind Sunjata of about his shortcomings in a much better way than a blanket, so this will just have to serve as a backhanded little present. Still, feigned annoyance or not, the Huntsman seems obscenely comfortable in Remi's lap, relaxing and nuzzling obnoxiously at the other man's knee. "Oh, that does sound fascinating," he agrees with a tone that borders on robotic. "Please, do tell me more, I simply must know."
Which is code for please never tell me anything about it at all, of course. "Mm...? She got me a gift?" The fascinating book is entirely forgotten, Ronin opening his hands to accept the poorly wrapped little sphere. "Was she feeling alright?" He attempts to keep things light, knowing the difficulty with the twins at the best of times, and going ahead to open said gift without further ado.
Which is code for please never tell me anything about it at all, of course. "Mm...? She got me a gift?" The fascinating book is entirely forgotten, Ronin opening his hands to accept the poorly wrapped little sphere. "Was she feeling alright?" He attempts to keep things light, knowing the difficulty with the twins at the best of times, and going ahead to open said gift without further ado.
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