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please just don't forget me Ronin's brow furrowed as Remi spoke. It wasn't as though he hadn't thought it would be the case - he still woke in the night sometimes to the sound of explosions and a brief, haunting pain that was gone as soon as it began. But to hear it from the other man was difficult, and he leant in to press a kiss against Remi's cheek, like that might do some small thing to reassure him. "I guess I'd better," he agreed softly, arching an eyebrow at the game he mentioned with Aoife. To listen to him speak about the times he'd shared with their daughter had Ronin's eyes prickling a bit, the hunter clearing his throat and managing a smile for Remi. "No, not difficult at all. We always looked for you, too," he murmured, before nudging the alchemist and letting out a mischievous laugh. "You'll need to be more than ready, sir. Believe me."