[SE] hark the heralds

the lullaby

i don't want the world to see me,
because I don't think they'd understand

"I'd forgotten all about your compass, too." Remi admits with a small laugh. He had a poor memory and a head full of far too many things, but so long as he could keep Ronin looking at him the way he currently was, the alchemist supposed he was doing alright. "The Order hasn't really been...up to much lately, have they."

Nodding at that, Remi continues to tug trees from the rapidly freezing ground as if they were just sticks in the mud. Depositing them in neat pyramids for Ronin to deal with, the musicality of his husband's chopping soothing something in Remi's soul in a way he couldn't quite describe. For far too long their goals had been lofty—godly—and it was a relief to be doing something so simple and yet just as necessary.

"Did I? Ah." Frowning for just a moment, the alchemist can only shrug. He'd had his memory erased a handful of times now and was never quite surprised when he couldn't recall things. 'I think providing ways of not dying is the opposite of what I do.' The Lullaby counters, if only because Ronin's praise makes him feel mildly uncomfortable.

when everything's meant to be broken,
i just want you to know who I am

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!