[se] sailboat bed

took a fall from a windy height

There is a word for it, though Remi doesn't know what it is. In his mind, Ronin's emotions are like a lake. The surface is glassy and calm, despite all that lingers beneath. However as you move out, leaving behind the shore but not properly in the deep yet, just where the light very nearly can't reach the bottom anymore....there in the darkness, in the stillness, is something that doesn't belong. It's out of place, jarringly so. It feels the alchemist with a sense of dread and foreboding, despite the complete normalcy of it. In a real lake, such an object might just be a sunken anchor or something else equally innocuous. But it chills him, this strange feeling does, and he too hugs the Star all the closer for it.

"Mmmmmmmmm." Remi hums happily, a finger tracing various scars and marks on Ronin's chest, lulled by the rise and fall of the Star's breath. "Since he isn't a demigod like Seren...do you think he'll age normally? Or...because of what we are, do you think...?" Sighing slightly, the Lullaby softly shakes his head. "I just love this age so much."

i only knew how to hold on tight
& pray for love enough to last all night