I shouldn't laugh, but I know I'm a failure in your eyes
"Okay," Ronin murmurs, gently guiding Remi beneath the stream of warm water and stepping in to join him. Like his husband, the Huntsman is too numb to think of anything other than getting clean and trying to understand everything that had happened, and he's thankful for the shower that might hide any emotions that unintentionally spill onto his cheeks. "It was quick, though," he says into the pounding of the water, as if following that line of thinking would lead only to more maddening ideas.
With gentle hands, he carefully works the blood out of Remi's hair and off his face, and gets as far as cleaning the back of his hands before the situation all tumbles on top of him. "I can't believe she's gone," he whispers, abandoning his efforts to slip his arms back around the alchemist, as if worried he might suddenly disappear as well.
With gentle hands, he carefully works the blood out of Remi's hair and off his face, and gets as far as cleaning the back of his hands before the situation all tumbles on top of him. "I can't believe she's gone," he whispers, abandoning his efforts to slip his arms back around the alchemist, as if worried he might suddenly disappear as well.
RONIN
