there will be scrapes and sutures; viciousness and victory
It's true; they provide enough light between them that even with the facility to see in the dark, it's really not needed. Ronin needs no crown of antlers - his starlight pulses out of him to shine the way towards the lantern flickering eerily up ahead.
And when he realises it is Finn, he steps casually in towards Remi to slip his arm around the other man. From the Huntsman comes a wave of stoic peace and calm; a port in the storm of his husband's emotions for him to hide out in.
"Hello," he greets once they're close enough, his fingers slipping into Remi's back pocket. "Is it just the two of us, or are we waiting for anyone else?"
And when he realises it is Finn, he steps casually in towards Remi to slip his arm around the other man. From the Huntsman comes a wave of stoic peace and calm; a port in the storm of his husband's emotions for him to hide out in.
"Hello," he greets once they're close enough, his fingers slipping into Remi's back pocket. "Is it just the two of us, or are we waiting for anyone else?"
RONIN
