Ronin Taliesin
but they haven't seen the best of me
"Oh, I agree. For you anyway," Ronin says with a charming smile shot back in his husband's direction. For an artist, Ronin is surprisingly mess-free most of the time, but the same cannot be said for Remi. And he loves the man for it, just the same as he loves watching the way his feet play through the water, sending droplets arcing up and back into the waves again. For his part, Ronin's prints in the sand are a steady line to his husband's chaotic footsteps, and if that isn't an analogy for their relationship, he doesn't know what is.
"Well I am glad you can put up with my feelings, even overwhelming as they can be," he murmurs with a sidelong grin. "Even so, this can be a nice break for you until later." So saying, he gives Remi's gloved hand a gentle squeeze, before raising his eyes up towards the lights of Haulani that are growing in the distance.
Considering their difference in opinion about the city, Ronin realises it might be true for the two of them, and he hums out a note of curiosity. "Maybe I'm trying to feel like the man I once was, in the city," he says slowly. "Not in a personality sense. Just... I don't know, really. I felt like I always knew what to do, when I was a soldier."
"Well I am glad you can put up with my feelings, even overwhelming as they can be," he murmurs with a sidelong grin. "Even so, this can be a nice break for you until later." So saying, he gives Remi's gloved hand a gentle squeeze, before raising his eyes up towards the lights of Haulani that are growing in the distance.
Considering their difference in opinion about the city, Ronin realises it might be true for the two of them, and he hums out a note of curiosity. "Maybe I'm trying to feel like the man I once was, in the city," he says slowly. "Not in a personality sense. Just... I don't know, really. I felt like I always knew what to do, when I was a soldier."
