RONIN
the dark star
The woods stretch into silence, and Ronin lets his shoulders sag, the Star nodding gently at Remi's assumptions about what might have happened. "Mm, I forget how tricky this forest can be," he agrees. "Either they didn't hear us, or they weren't really here. There isn't a reason for them to have come out here other than to see us, unless something bad has happened." In which case, they'll figure that out sooner or later nonetheless.
Glancing to the Lullaby, it doesn't take a genius to see the tension that ripples through the other man, and Ronin is attuned to these shifts in instinct and mood. He approaches his husband slowly, carefully lacing an arm around him to lean in and kiss his forehead. "Do you want to whistle for Ianto's wagon?" he asks. "We'll set up camp somewhere close by, and you can go and let off some steam? Maybe even go to Ludo's Woods, see if you can get some answers from that ball of rags at the same time."
Glancing to the Lullaby, it doesn't take a genius to see the tension that ripples through the other man, and Ronin is attuned to these shifts in instinct and mood. He approaches his husband slowly, carefully lacing an arm around him to lean in and kiss his forehead. "Do you want to whistle for Ianto's wagon?" he asks. "We'll set up camp somewhere close by, and you can go and let off some steam? Maybe even go to Ludo's Woods, see if you can get some answers from that ball of rags at the same time."
i'll get over it
i just gotta be dramatic first
i just gotta be dramatic first
