Wasn't Expecting That

ronin A man unwilling to fight for what he wants deserves what he gets "Oh woe is me, a bigger bed." Ronin smirked back at Remi, a hint of something unmistakably filthy in his eyes. "Whatever will I do with such a luxury? How shall I spend the time?" With a chuckle, Ronin peeled Sugar off his hand and plopped her into his lap, where she promptly curled up to bask in the warmth and light of the flames. At the mention of LongNight, Ronin sighed deeply and shrugged his shoulders. "Honestly, I'm not sure. I'm following everything I can think of that was on the notice, and I mean... if they went through the trouble of pinning something up for us, they wouldn't leave something important out, would they?" It was difficult to tell. "The Rathskeller sounds like a good idea, though. Vanya and I will be holed up in the Guildhall. We won't have much time alone before the baby arrives, so this is a good excuse." He grinned.