everything has its wonders
"Is it so important for you to be able to justify it to support it?" Ronin asked, hurt and prickling under the scrutiny of something he hadn't known he had wanted until he'd started to make it with his own two hands. But Remi's vitriol was starting to work its sharp fingers beneath the surface now, and however many meetings with Safrin he might have had, however far along the path to healing he might be - he was still very much entrenched in the madness of grief, just like Remi.
"No, I suppose I don't," he said quietly, his eyes never leaving Remi's. "In fact, I have something from you with me already." He slid the heartbeat from his finger, dropping the ring into the pit with the other tokens. His own pulse hammered in his chest like a wild thing, as if realising belatedly the magnitude of what he might have done and hoping, begging for an understanding that might no longer exist.
"No, I suppose I don't," he said quietly, his eyes never leaving Remi's. "In fact, I have something from you with me already." He slid the heartbeat from his finger, dropping the ring into the pit with the other tokens. His own pulse hammered in his chest like a wild thing, as if realising belatedly the magnitude of what he might have done and hoping, begging for an understanding that might no longer exist.
even darkness and silence
