"Maybe not too much - I don't know yet how the Torchers are going to feel about all these people flooding onto their beaches for a season," Ronin cautioned with a quiet laugh. The weather might be stellar, but the people of Torchline were a totally different kettle of fish. Ronin knew that the islands spun on a corruption dime, one that his husband was in charge of as of the past few weeks. Best not to piss off the people who had put him there. (At least not right away at least).
But then of course the subject plummeted into one that Ronin swore he was okay with, until it came up and he wasn't again. A muscle feathered in his jaw as he stared into the Miana Pool, and as Jigano finally found a question to ask, Ronin barked out a laugh. "Everyone asks that," he said. "Remi took it how Remi takes it. We made an agreement together about Seren, and now he just talks about how difficult he's finding it with other people, instead of me." He shrugged.
But then of course the subject plummeted into one that Ronin swore he was okay with, until it came up and he wasn't again. A muscle feathered in his jaw as he stared into the Miana Pool, and as Jigano finally found a question to ask, Ronin barked out a laugh. "Everyone asks that," he said. "Remi took it how Remi takes it. We made an agreement together about Seren, and now he just talks about how difficult he's finding it with other people, instead of me." He shrugged.
