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please just don't forget me "Listen, sometimes a guy just needs a petticoat. And a tower. I've already got the dragon sorted and that's the hardest part. C'mon Remi, buck up." Ronin grinned against Remi's curls, thoroughly enjoying their imaginary tit for tat and letting his shoulders relax to simply enjoy the moment between them. Even if that moment brought back some conflicting memories. Conflicting only because of their similarities, in retrospect. Ronin had loved Vanya fiercely - he thought he was only capable of that kind of love - and now she was gone. But then there was Remi, not in her place, no, but something else altogether. Something he got the feeling that Vanya was swooning over up in the stars even now. The thought brought him some comfort, Ronin smiling to himself and sitting up a bit to glance at the alchemist, surprised but soothed at the warm kiss to his forehead. "Me too," he mused. "Not a mistake I ought to make again."