this love's too good to last
Alright alright alright, the last training definitely counted and he got his ass kicked was a fluke. The desert was too deserty and they'd not long fought the stone giant thing and he was off his game, okay? And this will be different. (Will it, Ronin?)
"You first this time," Ronin invites, calling across the banks of the Stonesong to his husband, who he's rudely left on the other side. They're a suitable distance away from their houseboat not to accidentally cause tidal waves that might capsize it, but the Huntsman is still a little wary. Understandably so, he things.
It's dusk at this point, and the cooling air combined with the rushing water ought to make it much more bearable to train. Whether that will be good for him remains to be seen, of course, but belatedly he realises that if he's feeling more sprightly, then he's pretty sure Remi is too.
Oops.
"You first this time," Ronin invites, calling across the banks of the Stonesong to his husband, who he's rudely left on the other side. They're a suitable distance away from their houseboat not to accidentally cause tidal waves that might capsize it, but the Huntsman is still a little wary. Understandably so, he things.
It's dusk at this point, and the cooling air combined with the rushing water ought to make it much more bearable to train. Whether that will be good for him remains to be seen, of course, but belatedly he realises that if he's feeling more sprightly, then he's pretty sure Remi is too.
Oops.
and i'm too old to dream
RONIN
