(SE) time of your life

”Impossible. I’ll always find you and bring you home,” Ronin reassures his husband, folding his arms around him and sighing softly at the idea of the story. Not that it... makes any sense. Or is in any sort of rational language. Still, Ronin nods along, making the appropriate noises now and then to reflect what Remi’s tone seems to be telling him. As the Alchemist continues, the Star is combing gentle fingers through his hair, wondering whether he ought to get a cool compress from somewhere, or if Remi would let him near with it. ”That sounds like it doesn’t have a happy ending.” He smiles down at his husband, though it would be a lie to say he isn’t a little worried that the dark turn in the story might lead Remi down a darker path. ”You’re very kind to tell me a story though, when I’m so sick.” ronypony it's always nice to make an impression