RONIN
the darkstar
”Remi, if you’d like me to pack both of our clothes, you only need to ask,” Ronin says, the words murmured sweetly against the alchemist’s cheek as he leans in for a kiss, meanwhile feeding him another bite of burrito. ”Excuse me, I was going to say he takes after me. Also I hate to break this to you, but when you were a babe, I imagine you also sucked on a nipple.” Grinning, he steps back again and gazes down at their son, oblivious to his fathers’ antics in lieu of the most important thing in the world - milk.
If only their conversation could stay so whimsical; Ronin’s gaze darkens somewhat to hear about the Ascended, and his eyes flick to Remi again as he lets out a long sigh. ”These adventures of ours always do seem to come with caveats, don’t they,” he says, sneaking a bite of Remi’s breakfast for good measure. ”Mm, I imagine the Order will show up sooner rather than later. All the more reason for us to get a head start.”
If only their conversation could stay so whimsical; Ronin’s gaze darkens somewhat to hear about the Ascended, and his eyes flick to Remi again as he lets out a long sigh. ”These adventures of ours always do seem to come with caveats, don’t they,” he says, sneaking a bite of Remi’s breakfast for good measure. ”Mm, I imagine the Order will show up sooner rather than later. All the more reason for us to get a head start.”
