you're bright as the morning

if you need to, darling, lean your weight to me

"It's you, for me." Remi replies as if there was nothing more to it than that. He might lose track of just how true that was to him at times, but gods if one look from his husband wasn't enough to bring it all to a grinding halt.

Humming softly, Remi nods ever so slightly against his husband's kiss before grinning mischievously against his throat. Ehi, mi piace quello che mi piace, ok? He sings in the travelling tongue, making sure to roll each syllable exquisitely into his husband's mind.

Of course something sudden rolls itself into his mind, and Remi finds himself tensing unhappily against Ronin as he listens to the second of Vox's broadcasts. Straightening, the Bastion inhales deeply, and then deeper still as he offers the Nova a slanted stare. "I think I would rather read about the Greatwood disappearing off the face of the world than to hear about it in my head." He complains.

"Are you up for seeing how bad the damage is?"

we'll float away