plunge

i wish I could say I am a light that never goes out.
but i flicker from time to time

Pressing his tongue against the inside of one cheek and letting his eyes close, Remi pulls in an unhappy breath before forcing himself to say what needs to be said. "But..would you look out for them?" He asks as his eyes flutter back open. 'Protect them?' Feathering his jaw ever so slightly, Remi tries to breath out the tension that's mounting in his muscles.

"I think we need to take it a bit more seriously than all of that." The longer they went on as they had been, the more likely he thought it was that one of them would die. Though given the mechanisms of their deaths, Remi was the more probable of the pair. "I would want you to replace me temporarily in the Greatwood. Juniper...is far too quick to try and play peacemaker. She is good to balance me out I think, but it is a naive position."

Frowning down at the Huntsman, Remi adjusts one of his arms that his hand—his ruined one as it happened—mightly softly cup Ronin's cheek. "And if it is months? A year? We hardly made it weeks before, good intentions or not." He says, once again trying to force himself to relax. "Not many get to make a plan for a temporary death. I just...do not want us to be naive about it."