I cannot dream tonight

RONIN if there's one thing i'm good at, it's surviving "Mm. I can understand why that would be a problem," Ronin admitted, smiling weakly and rubbing at the back of his head; but even so, he wouldn't have let Remi go alone. Not to a man who was the charge of the Fae that had blinded him. Not back into the maw of the Greatwood with no idea what might happen. His lover might be able to see in some capacity now, but his sight had still been damaged. Stepping back to stand with Remi as he spoke, Ronin couldn't help but arch an eyebrow at the other man, partially wondering what he was doing and partially wondering where he planned to get the chicken and the smokeables (of course he could just create them, but still). Even so, there was nary a stirring within the wagon. "Either he is very good at ignoring you, or he really isn't home," he muttered. "Do you think he was told to stay away, or something?"