wonder of wonders

RONIN if there's one thing i'm good at, it's surviving Letting an arm slip automatically around Remi's waist, Ronin tilts his head to rest it against his husband's curls, even as he continues to watch the treeline with the satisfaction of knowing he wasn't entirely useless in whatever fight might be to come. It's true that he might not be able to do much against The Family, but if he could at least dispose of the void creatures, that was something. Blinking his thoughts away at the sound of Deimos's voice, the Nova glances towards the sound of the stream and offers a gentle nod. "It can't hurt. Maybe you can see if any of your other magics work the same way," he suggests, already turning to pick his way through the shrubs and undergrowth to the water nearby. "Do you suppose the Greatwood is done for, now?" he asks softly. "Is there a way to bring it back from this?"