RONIN
the darkstar
light is easy to love.
Ronin just about manages to get Remi into bed before he loses consciousness completely, which is about when the nurses arrive. He can't say how thankful he is for that - despite all the shouting at him and accusing him of smoking - because while he might have rudimentary medical knowledge from the forces, he's very much out of his depth here. "A friend," he supplies. "And no, I wasn't." Because he wasn't - Remi was about to.
Still, they work swiftly enough that Bandcamp has returned to the land of the living before Ronin can get too worried, and he sags into the seat next to the bed in time for him to drunkenly set his gaze on him. "Well I'm here now," he murmurs, reaching out a hand to rest it over Remi's wrist (he can't reach for his hand because a) nurses watching and b) lots of tubes in the way). "Do you want to come back to my place, when you're discharged? If you need someone to keep an eye on you or anything?"
Still, they work swiftly enough that Bandcamp has returned to the land of the living before Ronin can get too worried, and he sags into the seat next to the bed in time for him to drunkenly set his gaze on him. "Well I'm here now," he murmurs, reaching out a hand to rest it over Remi's wrist (he can't reach for his hand because a) nurses watching and b) lots of tubes in the way). "Do you want to come back to my place, when you're discharged? If you need someone to keep an eye on you or anything?"
show me your darkness.
