bleed it dry, leave us here with nothing
Letting his thumb dance across the back of his husband’s hand, Ronin raised an eyebrow at Remi’s comment, only for his gaze to darken considerably as he realised who the alchemist had been referring to. The less said about that particular Launceleyn the better, and while Ronin did want to know more, he stopped himself from asking - it simply wasn’t worth it in the long run.
“I suppose we will need new clothes, yes. But we’ll cope. I’m sure the Temple has a lot of spare supplies.” He realised, of course, that Remi could just make them clothes out of nowhere, but that somewhat defeated the purpose of their conversation about not relying on him for everything.
“I suppose we will need new clothes, yes. But we’ll cope. I’m sure the Temple has a lot of spare supplies.” He realised, of course, that Remi could just make them clothes out of nowhere, but that somewhat defeated the purpose of their conversation about not relying on him for everything.
