RONIN
the darkstar
light is easy to love.
"Always," Ronin mumbles about being willing to try, pressing a bloody twin to the kiss he's just delivered to Remi's forehead. Neither of them are in particularly good shape, but Remi is arguably the worse off, and so Ronin is more than happy to take the weight of the alchemist as he sags against him. Vai is a good idea, but Ronin doesn't have it in him either to go traipsing out into the Greatwood right now, so he shakes his head to the other man.
"We'll patch you up for now, and see how things are in the morning," he suggests. "Though if you're desperate, you can always stamp on my foot really hard and I'll see if I can cry for you." He gazes, as well, at the bloody bone visible at the side of Remi's hand, and he resists the urge to reach out and kiss it; a gesture that he's sure the Lullaby would appreciate in its own macabre way.
"Come on - you sit at the table. I'll make some tea and get the medicine box down," he suggests, though it's his projection, feeble and flickering as it might be, that hops to it. And, because he has to before he can relax fully with Remi, "I'm going to have to go to Stormbreak at some point tomorrow, to check on Noah. Do you want to come with me?"
"We'll patch you up for now, and see how things are in the morning," he suggests. "Though if you're desperate, you can always stamp on my foot really hard and I'll see if I can cry for you." He gazes, as well, at the bloody bone visible at the side of Remi's hand, and he resists the urge to reach out and kiss it; a gesture that he's sure the Lullaby would appreciate in its own macabre way.
"Come on - you sit at the table. I'll make some tea and get the medicine box down," he suggests, though it's his projection, feeble and flickering as it might be, that hops to it. And, because he has to before he can relax fully with Remi, "I'm going to have to go to Stormbreak at some point tomorrow, to check on Noah. Do you want to come with me?"
show me your darkness.
