RONIN
THE DARK STAR
"Finn?" Ronin repeats, barely hearing the Spyglass's name as he presses himself closer to the Lullaby. He's not used to hearing Finn's name unless it's on the back of some drama or another, and he's surprised by realising (belatedly) that it's a very helpful suggestion. Rather than saying as much, though, Ronin merely hums his agreement against Remi's lips, slipping his arms around him even as the nimbus begins to cruise out and over the Leap of Faith.
"I don't think there's anything in the air besides you and I," he says, his voice little more than a wicked purr as he draws back a fraction. "Don't blame the Leap of Faith for you being so irresistible." Bouncing his eyebrows at the other man, he flumps back onto the nimbus so he might pull Remi on top of him. With the time of year that's fast approaching, this kind of behaviour wouldn't be unusual.
"I don't think there's anything in the air besides you and I," he says, his voice little more than a wicked purr as he draws back a fraction. "Don't blame the Leap of Faith for you being so irresistible." Bouncing his eyebrows at the other man, he flumps back onto the nimbus so he might pull Remi on top of him. With the time of year that's fast approaching, this kind of behaviour wouldn't be unusual.
now don’t you lose hope
I swear I never dream that we’re alone
I swear I still believe but I don’t know
