we live in a world someone else imagined
Ronin's cheeks flush as well, to gaze up at his husband like this, and he props himself up on his elbows to take Remi in properly. "I love it when you get worked up about things," he says sweetly, patting the grass beside him to invite him to come and sit down as well. Then, letting out a sigh to pull all of the amusement out of his thoughts, he gives the matter due consideration. "You're right, of course," he murmurs. "While I don't think Nate would ever harm a child, Mateo isn't worth risking for anything."
He glances back across to Remi then, though, furrowing his brows as his attention drifts to the state of the infirmary. "The Wren Society and the Slagveld were hit at the same time," he mutters, shaking his head. "That can't be a coincidence, surely...?" It also makes it very unlikely to be Nate, in the case of the infirmary at least.
He glances back across to Remi then, though, furrowing his brows as his attention drifts to the state of the infirmary. "The Wren Society and the Slagveld were hit at the same time," he mutters, shaking his head. "That can't be a coincidence, surely...?" It also makes it very unlikely to be Nate, in the case of the infirmary at least.
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