the things we hold are always the first to go
"Not on my watch," Ronin murmurs of the travel sickness with a smile that doesn't reach his eyes. "We have too much to do for you to be woozy."
He hopes - gods does he hope - that they aren't too late as well, melting into the second kiss that Remi presses to his lips and both wanting to draw it out and knowing better than to waste time. "Mm?" His brow furrows at the sight of the vial, before realisation dawns in Ronin's face.
"Of course. We should put that hourglass somewhere that the rest of the family will be able to find it. Mateo, the twins, maybe even Vai. Just in case we both get taken out?" It's something that would never have occurred to him until the conversation they've just had, and it's yet another needle of guilt in his gut.
His free hand partially shifts into a dragon's talons, Ronin learning from Remi's previous remarks on the subject and opening a small cut on the flesh of his husband's bicep. Collecting the ruby fluid into the vial, he offers it back out to the Lullaby with a half-smile. "Done."
He hopes - gods does he hope - that they aren't too late as well, melting into the second kiss that Remi presses to his lips and both wanting to draw it out and knowing better than to waste time. "Mm?" His brow furrows at the sight of the vial, before realisation dawns in Ronin's face.
"Of course. We should put that hourglass somewhere that the rest of the family will be able to find it. Mateo, the twins, maybe even Vai. Just in case we both get taken out?" It's something that would never have occurred to him until the conversation they've just had, and it's yet another needle of guilt in his gut.
His free hand partially shifts into a dragon's talons, Ronin learning from Remi's previous remarks on the subject and opening a small cut on the flesh of his husband's bicep. Collecting the ruby fluid into the vial, he offers it back out to the Lullaby with a half-smile. "Done."
