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remi Took a fall from a windy height, I only knew how to hold on tight & pray for love enough to last all night Remi felt a strange sort of thrill rush through him hearing Ronin say us again. Biting down on the smile that spread like absurd sunshine, he shrugged his shoulders as he tried to keep the bubble of laughter safely lodged in his throat. "I mean..I suppose no one needs to know." He concluded with another bubbly shrug. Blushing as Ronin pulled away, Remi cocked his head to the side and fixed the hunter with a stare. "So if I am the brawn...I suppose that makes you the beauty." He quipped back with a grin. "Scars and muscles aside, I think Safrin might have actually made you more handsome since bringing you back." In all serious though, Remi leaned against Ronin gently. "I know we are not in Northaven anymore. I know I am not just some commoner who has to do what I am told. But...it is not so much that I forget, as it is that it is a reflex, I suppose." Linking one of his arms through one of the noodle arms in question, Remi's fingers sought to intertwine themselves beneath Ronin's as he nodded. "So. Secret meeting in a bakery. Not what I might have picked for a second date, but here we are."