I will fight the end
"It will have to be teamwork," Ronin decides of the two of them warming each other up, and his back arches just a little beneath the surface of the water; because like it or not, every touch from his husband is more of a treasure than anything he's likely to find in a shipwreck. The Star would like to say he manages to climb onto the nimbus with any sort of elegance, but it simply isn't true - he wiggles aboard, reaching out to help draw the other man up with him.
Out of the water it's even colder, he finds, Ronin shivering and winding himself around Remi so the other man is all but bundled in his lap. His nimbus rises up into the air, leaving their most recent adventure behind, and the Star lets his head loll against his husband's shoulder. Equal parts weariness and contentment, he's happy to play guessing games. "Uhh... it can't be Sunjata, because I saw him recently," he muses. "Oh - Ianto?"
Out of the water it's even colder, he finds, Ronin shivering and winding himself around Remi so the other man is all but bundled in his lap. His nimbus rises up into the air, leaving their most recent adventure behind, and the Star lets his head loll against his husband's shoulder. Equal parts weariness and contentment, he's happy to play guessing games. "Uhh... it can't be Sunjata, because I saw him recently," he muses. "Oh - Ianto?"
'til the end is here
