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
Leaning across to press a soft kiss against Remi's temple, Ronin takes a long moment to let the watercolour of emotions wash through him. It's to be expected, given that he'd given up any golden shimmer of memories with Isla, but he can understand the sadness well enough too. "I imagine she was," he murmurs, kissing his cheek this time before settling back a little, his fingers strumming in gentle patterns along his husband's side.
Wincing to hear the summary of their interaction, the Huntsman sits a little closer to Remi and tilts his head to rest his chin against his shoulder. "I wasn't even sure if she was still alive, after the war," he confesses softly, and wonders whether pre-memory-loss-Remi would have considered having Ronin check in on the Remedy every now and then. But it's too late for that now.
"You did the only thing you thought you could to keep both of you safe," he objects softly. "You didn't throw her away. I know - I was there."
Wincing to hear the summary of their interaction, the Huntsman sits a little closer to Remi and tilts his head to rest his chin against his shoulder. "I wasn't even sure if she was still alive, after the war," he confesses softly, and wonders whether pre-memory-loss-Remi would have considered having Ronin check in on the Remedy every now and then. But it's too late for that now.
"You did the only thing you thought you could to keep both of you safe," he objects softly. "You didn't throw her away. I know - I was there."
RONIN
