I cannot dream tonight

RONIN if there's one thing i'm good at, it's surviving Remi watched the Wishing Wagon and Ronin watched Remi, the hunter tuned to every flicker of tension in his muscles, every suggestion that things weren't right. And alarm bells were ringing loudly even before Remi spoke, Ronin stepping forward to inspect the wagon further. He tried to peek inside, but the shutters were closed up tightly. "...I haven't heard anyone talk about him, either. And the Wishing Wagon hasn't been open for business in a while..." The sound of his name drew his attention back to the obviously unlived-in wagon, and Ronin drew back to Remi to take the alchemist's hands in his own. "We can't change what has already happened - but we can change things going forward," he said gently, trying to coax Remi to look at him. He knew the answer - he had always known, really, and there was no way he was putting that on his lover. "Arduinna would know," he said. "I will find a way to speak to her."