I shouldn't laugh, but I know I'm a failure in your eyes
Ronin is about to ask that very question - did you accept? - when Remi makes it much more interesting to wonder, and he looks the other man up and down as if trying to imagine whether he's wearing them already. And if he is wearing them already, does that mean his butt is going to get too warm? Will he need to take off his clothes in the middle of the Collegium? The glint in blue eyes suggests that he very much hopes so.
"I would have almost definitely gone for that way, so I'm glad you were here to correct me," he continues, giving his husband's hand a gentle squeeze and hurrying along after him. He's not watching their surroundings at all now, naturally - Remi introduced the subject of fur lingerie, so he surely can't expect him to concentrate from here.
"Mm...? I did, actually," he says with a laugh, shaking his head; it's a bitter thing for him to remember, rather than nostalgic. "It was back when Loren and I were friends. And as I climbed the ranks of the Storm Guard, I needed the quiet space to work more than ever."
"I would have almost definitely gone for that way, so I'm glad you were here to correct me," he continues, giving his husband's hand a gentle squeeze and hurrying along after him. He's not watching their surroundings at all now, naturally - Remi introduced the subject of fur lingerie, so he surely can't expect him to concentrate from here.
"Mm...? I did, actually," he says with a laugh, shaking his head; it's a bitter thing for him to remember, rather than nostalgic. "It was back when Loren and I were friends. And as I climbed the ranks of the Storm Guard, I needed the quiet space to work more than ever."
RONIN
