RONIN
the darkstar
light is easy to love.
Content to listen to the meeting rumble along (in truth maybe he's also keeping more than just a stray eye on the Ancient by the fire), Ronin nods as Deimos speaks up again, trusting the foundations to have been laid. "I have the benefit of not being locked to a region right now, so I'll be sure to try and make the rounds, to help out wherever I can." Remi is in the same position, of course, but he's not going to make those decisions for his husband.
Instead, given that they seem to have concluded matters here, he slips his hand into the Lullaby's beneath the table and gives it a gentle squeeze. "I wonder if being in the refuge means we can get drunk if we try hard enough?" he whispers, his voice laced with warm amusement, as if to try to shatter through the serious nature of the recent discussion. And yes, everyone else might be able to hear it as well, but so be it.
Instead, given that they seem to have concluded matters here, he slips his hand into the Lullaby's beneath the table and gives it a gentle squeeze. "I wonder if being in the refuge means we can get drunk if we try hard enough?" he whispers, his voice laced with warm amusement, as if to try to shatter through the serious nature of the recent discussion. And yes, everyone else might be able to hear it as well, but so be it.
show me your darkness.
