this is me trying

RONIN if there's one thing i'm good at, it's surviving Ronin winces at the thought of Remi letting anyone lay their hands on him on purpose, and he shifts a little so he can lay on his side instead, drawing the alchemist against him to keep him close. "Maybe not on the outside," he mutters of it not leaving a mark, and he lets his cheek rest against the nest of the Lullaby's curls, his fingers strumming gentle patterns across his lower back. The silent and beautifully accented voice in his head is almost enough to start lulling him to sleep, and it's only the words that Remi says that keeps Ronin focused. "Given that I'm guilty of a saviour complex, I think I'm learning that there's a difference between trying to do your best, and trying to make things better..." He buries his nose in Remi's hair, as if to hide from his own admission. "We can't always make things better. Sometimes things just have to be what they are." As for Sunjata coming here? Ronin shrugs his shoulders - it might not be smart on a personal level, but smart for their strategy? Absolutely. "On the contrary," Ronin murmurs, glancing down at his husband as he peeps out from between his fingers. "I think Cian would be keen to get rid of him as soon as possible. All those Ascended scars, Sunjata is practically tainted."