[se] as if maybe someone could hear

cut up our losses into doable doses

ration our tears and sighs

Looking at it, all finger and feather painted, Remi could only lean back and laugh. He sounded genuinely pleased, the sound one that only Ronin would likely ever hear. "I spent hours with my...whatever it was." He said once his laughter had faded, though his lips were still pulled into a happy grin deepening his dimples. "...I think its only saving grave would have been being so bad it might just have caught Ludo's eye for that reason alone. Though I'd probably just be cursed instead of rewarded with a vision of Aoife."

Running a hand through his curls, the muscles of his stomach happily tight from laughter, he grinned, leaning against Ronin heedless of the paint he might be transferring onto him. "But you were right. This is far, far better."

Remi

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