you may not want to change
but the world is unforgiving and will do it for you anyway
but the world is unforgiving and will do it for you anyway
Ronin surrenders his wine willingly (it's far from his first glass), though he does reach out to adjust the cocktail umbrella so Remi doesn't accidentally poke himself in the eye. His free arm curls around the other man and his head tilts to rest against Remi's, giving the Lullaby the time and space to speak when he feels like it. That being said, he's obviously glad not to have to play guess who, but to hear Isla's name roll from his lips is absolutely at the bottom of the list of things he might have expected.
"Oh," he says, accidentally mirroring his husband's verbal constipation. Sitting up a little, he gazes across at Remi as if trying to gauge if he's alright. "It didn't go well, huh." It's a statement rather than a question, because obviously if it had gone well, Remi wouldn't look the way he did. "Did she... what did she say?" Other questions like did she hurt you or how did you feel fight for air time as well, but they're thoroughly unhelpful right now.
"Oh," he says, accidentally mirroring his husband's verbal constipation. Sitting up a little, he gazes across at Remi as if trying to gauge if he's alright. "It didn't go well, huh." It's a statement rather than a question, because obviously if it had gone well, Remi wouldn't look the way he did. "Did she... what did she say?" Other questions like did she hurt you or how did you feel fight for air time as well, but they're thoroughly unhelpful right now.
RONIN
