and my heart ran away with me
With a blanket rolled out, sandwiches and wine plated and poured, Remi is considering whether or not a candle is necessary, when the sound of Ronin's voice stirs him from his task. With an immediate smile the Lullaby turns, only to be bombarded by an unexpected mass of muscle and upset. "Hey, what—?" Dropping the candle he'd been holding (it was plenty light out, they didn't need it), Remi wraps his arms around his husband's shoulders and holds him tight.
'The...market? Going to the Court?' If there's a tinge of naive hopefulness in Remi's voice, hopefully Ronin forgives him for it. Because Mateo and Ever had run off to do gods knew what, the Huntsman had offered to take Flora with him for his afternoon rounds. Knowing almost for certain that it was this field trip Ronin was referring to, still Remi forces his concern to the back of his throat as he presses a kiss against the top of Ronin's head.
'What happened?' He asks, before adding: "I have lots of gin."
'The...market? Going to the Court?' If there's a tinge of naive hopefulness in Remi's voice, hopefully Ronin forgives him for it. Because Mateo and Ever had run off to do gods knew what, the Huntsman had offered to take Flora with him for his afternoon rounds. Knowing almost for certain that it was this field trip Ronin was referring to, still Remi forces his concern to the back of his throat as he presses a kiss against the top of Ronin's head.
'What happened?' He asks, before adding: "I have lots of gin."
remi
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
