RONIN
"I guess not when you put it like that? But we are supposed to ask our children what they want to do when they grow up, so we can help to facilitate that. And maybe Mateo's future is better suited as an apprentice somewhere, or as a student of some particular subject?" Ronin suggests gently, though he shrugs his shoulders because honestly, he's in the same boat as Remi here. At least they are making a plan, though, to make things better.
Sugar rumbles a warning as Oria approaches at first, before realising that the spriggan hasn't come to sniff around leftovers but as an equal, and she noses the chunk of carrot in acceptance of a trade. Meanwhile, Ronin rises to his feet to stretch, arching an eyebrow at his husband and offering out a hand to draw him up as well. "A shower sounds good," he agrees - to warm up properly and to wash off the day's hard work. "I wanted to wait to take a tumble in a snowdrift with you tomorrow. We had a lot to do today," he concedes. "Can I make it up to you now?"
Sugar rumbles a warning as Oria approaches at first, before realising that the spriggan hasn't come to sniff around leftovers but as an equal, and she noses the chunk of carrot in acceptance of a trade. Meanwhile, Ronin rises to his feet to stretch, arching an eyebrow at his husband and offering out a hand to draw him up as well. "A shower sounds good," he agrees - to warm up properly and to wash off the day's hard work. "I wanted to wait to take a tumble in a snowdrift with you tomorrow. We had a lot to do today," he concedes. "Can I make it up to you now?"
soft spoken with a broken jaw
we step outside, but not to brawl
we step outside, but not to brawl
