everything has its wonders
It's not such an easy thing, to switch back to happy-go-lucky plans and the bubbling excitement of a journey to come. Not with the mood so soured, not with goodness knows what going on beneath the surface of their words. And not with Remi still silent and seething in the corner of his eye, something that twists painfully in Ronin's chest. So he clears his throat awkwardly and glances back to Amalia, rubbing at his forehead.
"I think maybe we ought to have this conversation another time," he suggests quietly, shaking his head in an apology he can't quite voice under the circumstances. "I hate to ask, Ama, but... I need to speak with Remi, if that's alright. Could we catch up with you later...?"
"I think maybe we ought to have this conversation another time," he suggests quietly, shaking his head in an apology he can't quite voice under the circumstances. "I hate to ask, Ama, but... I need to speak with Remi, if that's alright. Could we catch up with you later...?"
even darkness and silence
