you've long seen your downfall, spelled out in another's bones
"Woe is us, for we are so lost," Ronin agrees with a dramatic sigh, squeezing Remi's fingers back and flashing him a sly grin, tugging on his hand to draw him back. Pulling the Lullaby up against his chest and sneaking a kiss that satiates a different sort of hunger but still leaves him peckish, he brushes his nose against Remi's. "I always enjoy my time with you." He grins. "But last time we were in the jungle, we both ended up in tears and neither of us got to eat sandwiches," he points out.
Letting him go again and swinging their hands as they walk, the Huntsman ducks beneath another sheet of vines and glances around for what he swears was signs of a shrine the last time he was here. "Deal," he says without a moment's hesitation, before his footsteps slow and he tilts his head at a large shrub heavy with sunshine coloured berries. "Those might be poisonous too, but we don't have to catch them," he says.
Letting him go again and swinging their hands as they walk, the Huntsman ducks beneath another sheet of vines and glances around for what he swears was signs of a shrine the last time he was here. "Deal," he says without a moment's hesitation, before his footsteps slow and he tilts his head at a large shrub heavy with sunshine coloured berries. "Those might be poisonous too, but we don't have to catch them," he says.
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