and on to the glory at my right hand
"Mm, you were a very shy one back then. What in Caido happened?" Ronin murmurs, nuzzling behind Remi's ear. "Don't answer that, actually. We both know." And it's better not to think about it, especially given the body that lays before them. "Perhaps I can spin his opinion of you back towards something positive," he suggests, releasing the alchemist so he can get this business over with.
"Mm... dinners at Torchline, wedding parties... life goes on," he mutters, one of his fingers morphing into a dragon's claw so he can open a wound on the Ranger's forearm, collecting two vials of fluid. "Way ahead of you," he says with a grin over his shoulder. "I know I wouldn't be able to get her to give up all of them. But that nasty one, the splashback? I asked for that - and they agreed."
"Mm... dinners at Torchline, wedding parties... life goes on," he mutters, one of his fingers morphing into a dragon's claw so he can open a wound on the Ranger's forearm, collecting two vials of fluid. "Way ahead of you," he says with a grin over his shoulder. "I know I wouldn't be able to get her to give up all of them. But that nasty one, the splashback? I asked for that - and they agreed."
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