we shall heal our wounds, collect our dead
"Of course I would," Ronin repeats with a crooked grin, and he's about to lean in to sneak another kiss from Remi's lips when suddenly it isn't Remi standing there at all. Raising his eyebrows and looking his illusioned husband up and down, Ronin's smile softens and he reaches out to cup the 'bar wench's cheek. Gazing into honey coloured eyes, he swears he can see right through to the man beneath if he tries for long enough. "Mm, even like this," he decides, though he does give Remi a nudge as if to encourage him back into himself.
"Oho, that sounds like quite the trick," he says of the Lullaby's imagined night, but he looks absolutely enthralled by the idea. "I think that's precisely the sort of thing Ludo's demigod could arrange, don't you? And it would be nice for us to just... be. As long as the shield kicks people out when they cause trouble."
"Oho, that sounds like quite the trick," he says of the Lullaby's imagined night, but he looks absolutely enthralled by the idea. "I think that's precisely the sort of thing Ludo's demigod could arrange, don't you? And it would be nice for us to just... be. As long as the shield kicks people out when they cause trouble."
THE DARK STAR
and continue fighting
