even my darkness shines for you
"I am an artist," Ronin objects, sounding adorably petulant about it. He motions lazily to the side of his chest where the hawk tattoo lays stark against his skin. "I sketched that," he informs her. "I didn't get to bring any of that with me though." There's a small moment where he sounds very small and very homesick, especially with the idea of it being the star's loss. It isn't. It's Ronin's loss, and even if he doesn't feel Vanya's absence any more, it's a reminder instead about how far away he is from Remi.
Clearing a throat that's suddenly tight, he leans into the conversation about constellations, offering the bloodied arm that glints golden with Aries, with Aquarius and Virgo. "Do you see them here?" he asks, before smiling lopsidedly. "Yeah, it took a lot of getting used to," he confirms. "I heard about observatories, telescopes and things... Always wanted to take Remi to one, but we never found a place like that."
Clearing a throat that's suddenly tight, he leans into the conversation about constellations, offering the bloodied arm that glints golden with Aries, with Aquarius and Virgo. "Do you see them here?" he asks, before smiling lopsidedly. "Yeah, it took a lot of getting used to," he confirms. "I heard about observatories, telescopes and things... Always wanted to take Remi to one, but we never found a place like that."
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