it's a long way home

cut up our losses into doable doses

ration our tears and sighs

Claws pushed their way out of Remi's nail beds without his even noticing. They pressed as if through butter into the metal of the washbasin as his forearms flexed with tension, a snarl fitting itself seamlessly on his lips. Hearing Ronin behind him, his hands curled even tighter before all of the strain and frustration ebbed away entirely. "You do not know that. That you will not be there. If there is even a chance, I will never stop looking. Even if I have to lock you away and deal with your ghoulish screams at all hours." He said, his voice entirely lifelessly as he turned easily enough at Ronin's insistence.

"You should sit down.." Remi advised, though no sooner had the words left his lips, his arms were around Ronin tugging him close. Not even the decaying earth smell or blackish sludge mattered much at this point. Ronin was still Ronin, in this moment at least. "This is not how this ends." He whispered against the hunter's too-clamy neck, pressing his forehead into his shoulder and tightening his grip against him.

Remi

Table coding by Sky, inspiration from Jae!