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”Mm,” Ronin says helpfully in agreement, his brows drawing together in a frown as he focuses on a particularly stubborn knot in Remi’s shoulder. ”So... if that’s a given - and it is - then what do you suppose Amalia was trying to say? Behind all the... pathology.” He tilts his head, touch growing more gentle once he feels the tension release. ”She was out with me most of Longnight too, you know. Maybe she’s just dealing with it the only way she knows how.”
There’s no judgement in his voice, not for either of them, but there’s no doubt that his husband and his wellbeing have Ronin’s primary focus. ”So the conversation is left mostly unfinished.” He reaches up a hand, carefully rubbing at the back of Remi’s neck. ”...Too soon to invite her to dinner to work it all out, you think?”
There’s no judgement in his voice, not for either of them, but there’s no doubt that his husband and his wellbeing have Ronin’s primary focus. ”So the conversation is left mostly unfinished.” He reaches up a hand, carefully rubbing at the back of Remi’s neck. ”...Too soon to invite her to dinner to work it all out, you think?”
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