you may not want to change
but the world is unforgiving and will do it for you anyway
but the world is unforgiving and will do it for you anyway
"You are the most thoughtful," Ronin objects, "and the most compromising, and I'll give anyone who says otherwise an earful." Each statement is punctuated with a kiss, the Huntsman shifting as well that he might work an arm around Remi as they lay in their hammock, which sets to gently rocking despite their being no breeze to go with their sudden teal downpour.
Humming out a sigh and idly watching the rain gather upon Remi's eyelashes, Ronin surrenders his hand willingly, running his thumb across the inside of the Lullaby's wrist. "We did, yes. This is just the first time we're hearing about it happen in earnest," he agrees. Wrinkling his nose at the reminder of the piss poor state of their demigods, another glacier joins Remi's.
And at the mention of Sunjata, the rain stops in the air completely for a second or two, as if frozen in time, before it continues once more like their dream has merely had a hiccup. "I suppose there is, yes," he agrees softly. "What a fucking mess, Remi. Shall we just stay here and tell everyone we're taking a vacation until the war is over?"
Humming out a sigh and idly watching the rain gather upon Remi's eyelashes, Ronin surrenders his hand willingly, running his thumb across the inside of the Lullaby's wrist. "We did, yes. This is just the first time we're hearing about it happen in earnest," he agrees. Wrinkling his nose at the reminder of the piss poor state of their demigods, another glacier joins Remi's.
And at the mention of Sunjata, the rain stops in the air completely for a second or two, as if frozen in time, before it continues once more like their dream has merely had a hiccup. "I suppose there is, yes," he agrees softly. "What a fucking mess, Remi. Shall we just stay here and tell everyone we're taking a vacation until the war is over?"
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