even my darkness shines for you
"Then I suppose you can practice your new shift while I'm making breakfast and making smalltalk over it," Ronin says with a confident smile, as if their morning plans are already decided and accounted for. Cleaning the bathroom, evidently, is a later chore (and maybe one he'll insist that Sugar and Oria at least try to start).
Running a finger around the rim of his wine glass, Ronin lets out a soft sigh and picks it up again to down it in one. He does know that Neron likely isn't the only one with that shift, but he doesn't comment on it. Now isn't the time, and that's another tomorrow issue. "Wild manticores in Halo seems like a bit of a stretch..." He's never seen nor heard of any, anyway.
Scrunching his nose and setting down his glass, Ronin rises to his feet and offers his hand to Remi, clearly finished with lanterns for the evening and hoping that his husband feels te same way. "Good point," he mutters. "I might need to check with Noah whether he's still in Halo. Easy enough to get some of his fluid if so, but if he's in the Grounds..." He shakes his head. "I promised a ceasefire, so it would be bad form for me to go in and snatch him."
Running a finger around the rim of his wine glass, Ronin lets out a soft sigh and picks it up again to down it in one. He does know that Neron likely isn't the only one with that shift, but he doesn't comment on it. Now isn't the time, and that's another tomorrow issue. "Wild manticores in Halo seems like a bit of a stretch..." He's never seen nor heard of any, anyway.
Scrunching his nose and setting down his glass, Ronin rises to his feet and offers his hand to Remi, clearly finished with lanterns for the evening and hoping that his husband feels te same way. "Good point," he mutters. "I might need to check with Noah whether he's still in Halo. Easy enough to get some of his fluid if so, but if he's in the Grounds..." He shakes his head. "I promised a ceasefire, so it would be bad form for me to go in and snatch him."
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