the things we hold are always the first to go
If Ronin could purr he absolutely would have done as Remi drags him close, his head lolling against his husband's shoulder so he can turn to kiss the side of his neck. Pausing in his affections only to accept his coffee, he scrunches his nose - he doesn't like sparkling water, but then again it isn't for him - and reluctantly nods. "And maybe a card," he adds. "A Sorry I Got Your Girlfriend Drunk and Made Her Cry card."
Realising he hasn't actually explained that bit to Remi, the Huntsman closes his eyes and sips at his coffee. "Tobi was asking about our wedding, so I was explaining it to her. And she got upset," he murmurs. "I imagine living with Finn and Ever must be... a lot. Even for a doctor." Speaking of which, Ronin firmly shakes his head. "Absolutely not. I think I put an end to that even before Tobi could speak to him."
Realising he hasn't actually explained that bit to Remi, the Huntsman closes his eyes and sips at his coffee. "Tobi was asking about our wedding, so I was explaining it to her. And she got upset," he murmurs. "I imagine living with Finn and Ever must be... a lot. Even for a doctor." Speaking of which, Ronin firmly shakes his head. "Absolutely not. I think I put an end to that even before Tobi could speak to him."
