endless numbered days

"I never said you couldn't, Remi. You can be your lionest, hawkiest, racooniest self in this guildhall, whenever you like. I just can't promise that it won't have consequences." Ronin grinned and shrugged his shoulders, though he seemed pleasantly surprised to hear that Remi had only discovered his third shift a few days ago. "Yes, I agree that I prefer it to the lion," he said, chuckling as he got hold of the other end of the banner. Together they might be able to get them up in some semblance of not-wonky. Sugar trilled at Remi in response to his compliment, snuggled in her shredded blanket with the ruined banner draped across the chair like a little awning. "Don't say that," Ronin warned, "or she'll rip them all up." He smiled, falling quiet for a few moments to concentrate. "So," he said after a while, "do you think you'll be going on another date?" RONIN I know this whole damn city thinks it needs you but not as much as I do