RONIN
the darkstar
light is easy to love.
Ronin can't deny that Remi is right, as he looks around at the quiet, sunny little space they've found themselves in. It oozes peace in a way that nowhere else they've ever lived does, and he can't help but feel himself trying to grow roots in it already. "I feel like I could get comfortable here far too quickly, and it scares me a bit," he admits, leading them back through to the spiral staircase, being careful to guide Remi down in a way that will (hopefully) prevent the alchemist from tumbling into his back.
Then again, the press of Remi's body against him and his breath in his ear would be--
No.
Inhaling a deep breath and letting it out again, Ronin conjures a crooked sort of grin over his shoulder at the other man. "How would you suggest we fireproof this place?" he asks, his thumb grazing over the back of Remi's hand. "And all jokes aside... would you fly with me, one day soon? I... I think I'm starting to understand part of how you feel, in the air. I flew here to Stormbreak."
Then again, the press of Remi's body against him and his breath in his ear would be--
No.
Inhaling a deep breath and letting it out again, Ronin conjures a crooked sort of grin over his shoulder at the other man. "How would you suggest we fireproof this place?" he asks, his thumb grazing over the back of Remi's hand. "And all jokes aside... would you fly with me, one day soon? I... I think I'm starting to understand part of how you feel, in the air. I flew here to Stormbreak."
show me your darkness.
