I shouldn't laugh, but I know I'm a failure in your eyes
"Right now we need to get you cleaned up. And something sweet wouldn't go amiss either, if you can stomach it," Ronin murmurs, nuzzling against Remi's blood-sticky curls and absently shucking off his sweatpants, because there's no way the alchemist is showering alone (when does he ever). He's already nodding to hear that those who would have ultimately been responsible for Vai's death are taken care of, the Huntsman stiffens - and not in a good way - as the full extent of it is revealed.
The growl that rumbles through his chest and throat can be felt rather than heard, but just because it is soft doesn't mean it is any less deadly. "The ones who came to the woods after the Tower fell?" he asks. "I... you did the right thing," he says, his voice tight. And though he doesn't say it, his feelings are as naked as the two of them are; this is my fault.
The growl that rumbles through his chest and throat can be felt rather than heard, but just because it is soft doesn't mean it is any less deadly. "The ones who came to the woods after the Tower fell?" he asks. "I... you did the right thing," he says, his voice tight. And though he doesn't say it, his feelings are as naked as the two of them are; this is my fault.
RONIN
