RONIN
the darkstar
In the end, Ronin hasn't bothered to make any new lanterns. But he does bring the two that have started to become a staple at the festival of lights - the one painted with feathers and a ship for Vanya, and the one made out of Aoife's old finger paintings for (obviously) the starry eyed child they'd lost. The lanterns are held carefully in one hand as he strolls into the festival, his other arm casually slung around Remi.
"I'll hang these up and fetch us a drink?" he suggests to his husband with a soft smile, knowing better than to ask if Remi wants to join him in his task. Whether or not the Lullaby feels like it is entirely his choice, and there's no pressure from Ronin either way. "I didn't expect the Barrows to look so peaceful at night. Even if those gourds are a creepy touch." Ludo would be proud, he reckons.
"I'll hang these up and fetch us a drink?" he suggests to his husband with a soft smile, knowing better than to ask if Remi wants to join him in his task. Whether or not the Lullaby feels like it is entirely his choice, and there's no pressure from Ronin either way. "I didn't expect the Barrows to look so peaceful at night. Even if those gourds are a creepy touch." Ludo would be proud, he reckons.
