the things we hold are always the first to go
"So do I," Ronin whispers in a rough voice, frowning and keeping his eyes shut as if to block out the rest of the Undercroft so he can stay focused on this and on now, regardless of how painful it is for the two of them. It should be painful. Maybe that way they won't ever forget it again. "I just want to go and get him right now," he admits, even though Mateo is likely riding a high currently at the prospect of visiting Everest.
"Honestly...? I think Frey's nature aspect would be the best choice," he murmurs, even though it won't make Safrin happy and he knows it. "Perhaps we could go with Mateo to a shrine and he can be there as well - though I get the impression that we've already soured his opinion of all the gods. But that doesn't change that Frey is most attuned to the elements, and those are what we'll be up against on those ships."
His eyes open at last to clutch Remi's hand right back, Ronin swallowing hard as he gazes at his husband. "I think he should be with us, however and wherever we are. For as long as he needs it."
"Honestly...? I think Frey's nature aspect would be the best choice," he murmurs, even though it won't make Safrin happy and he knows it. "Perhaps we could go with Mateo to a shrine and he can be there as well - though I get the impression that we've already soured his opinion of all the gods. But that doesn't change that Frey is most attuned to the elements, and those are what we'll be up against on those ships."
His eyes open at last to clutch Remi's hand right back, Ronin swallowing hard as he gazes at his husband. "I think he should be with us, however and wherever we are. For as long as he needs it."
