RONIN
THE FALLEN STAR
Ronin watched Remi carefully as he turned to face him, not even the hunter sure who was objecting to having Loren's hands on him. Eventually he decided it couldn't be the blight, because the prospect of having any healer do the job didn't seem to irritate him. No, it was entirely Loren, and so he reserved the right to be pissed off about it.
Luckily his husband didn't push the matter, and Ronin nodded and fell into a shuffling step once again. He wondered just how deep out in the woods he had gotten, and whether he'd even make it to the jail before he passed out, but Remi was there as always with a distraction on hand.
His returning smile was shaky at best, but there was a spark of mirth in his expression. "I look forward to seeing what you do with this new scenario," he quipped. "...How is everything, at home?"
Luckily his husband didn't push the matter, and Ronin nodded and fell into a shuffling step once again. He wondered just how deep out in the woods he had gotten, and whether he'd even make it to the jail before he passed out, but Remi was there as always with a distraction on hand.
His returning smile was shaky at best, but there was a spark of mirth in his expression. "I look forward to seeing what you do with this new scenario," he quipped. "...How is everything, at home?"
now don’t you lose hope
I swear I never dream that we’re alone
I swear I still believe but I don’t know
