RONIN
the darkstar
light is easy to love.
"It was fine," Ronin repeats, very much looking the part of disgruntled noble now as he leans against the spiral staircase, raising his eyebrows across at Remi. "If I still had the scar to show it, I'd try to argue with you. But I feel that it wouldn't change your mind anyway," he says, letting the remark about not having been fed bread go for the time being. Mainly because Ronin has changed that now, at least.
Remi looks around the shop and Ronin is peering up the stairs, as if imagining what the apartment might hold for them. They are both looking to carve something for themselves in this space, that much is clear, that the quiet peace that seems to lay in the golden sunlight and the rumble of their voices is not something the Star thinks he has experienced in years.
Scoffing, he turns back to Remi and flashes him a lopsided grin. "Well, you know a good fact gets me hot under the collar," he murmurs, finally stepping away from the stairs to meander around the shop again. He nods to his husband, his gaze lifting briefly to offer a much sweeter smile. "Now it feels like something worth missing, compared to what we've been through since."
Remi looks around the shop and Ronin is peering up the stairs, as if imagining what the apartment might hold for them. They are both looking to carve something for themselves in this space, that much is clear, that the quiet peace that seems to lay in the golden sunlight and the rumble of their voices is not something the Star thinks he has experienced in years.
Scoffing, he turns back to Remi and flashes him a lopsided grin. "Well, you know a good fact gets me hot under the collar," he murmurs, finally stepping away from the stairs to meander around the shop again. He nods to his husband, his gaze lifting briefly to offer a much sweeter smile. "Now it feels like something worth missing, compared to what we've been through since."
show me your darkness.
