I swear I still believe but I don't know
"A shame I don't feel the same way about this particular woman," Ronin says with a scoff, though he'd be lying if he said the cogs in his mind weren't starting to whir and spin at the consideration. "What would I even do, in a dream like that? It isn't as though I could trap her there. I don't have the ability," he murmurs. All hypothetical, of course. Absolutely hypothetical.
He doesn't trust himself to speak as she finishes his sentence, offering only a sad nod to confirm that yes, that's exactly it. A new branch of Remi's family, separate from Ronin even if he had somehow been alright with it all.
And yet is both painful and maddening, even as Ronin leans into the caress of her fingertips. "Safrin, please," he mumbles, as if the dream she's offering is like a knife to his throat. He knows the things he's lost and missed out on, and although the thought of more tiny feet and round cheeks is tempting, along with it comes the terror that they might be snatched away yet again.
"You know I am yours already, besides. That will never change."
He doesn't trust himself to speak as she finishes his sentence, offering only a sad nod to confirm that yes, that's exactly it. A new branch of Remi's family, separate from Ronin even if he had somehow been alright with it all.
And yet is both painful and maddening, even as Ronin leans into the caress of her fingertips. "Safrin, please," he mumbles, as if the dream she's offering is like a knife to his throat. He knows the things he's lost and missed out on, and although the thought of more tiny feet and round cheeks is tempting, along with it comes the terror that they might be snatched away yet again.
"You know I am yours already, besides. That will never change."
the dark star
