it's a long way home

cut up our losses into doable doses

ration our tears and sighs

"What the king wants, the king gets, mm? Playing that card already, I see." The alchemist quipped back. Closing his eyes and enjoying the warmth, for a moment it felt normal and easy once again. Soon though not even the wood smoke could hide the rotten-earth smell wafting of off his husband, and Remi opened his eyes and leaned his head back against the warming-stones. "Be that as it may, I still draw the line at saddles. Riding lessons, though.." With a dastardly wink the alchemist shrugged.

Something about the way Ronin was referring to the cloud as if it had sentience warmed Remi's heart in ways he couldn't quite describe (likely having something to do with his ability to shift), and letting his hand be clasped, he smiled adoringly at his husband. "I wonder what will happen to her. She said she would not die, but...I suppose you will not either. I wonder what happens if she befalls the same fate."

Edging himself slightly closer so that his folded knees were resting against Ronin's legs, Remi let his head loll slightly to the side. "Not to displace the importance of trying to understand what is happening to you...but surely if it is in Safrin as well, the gods must care?

Surely it is not all up to us?

Remi

Table coding by Sky, inspiration from Jae!