I shouldn't laugh, but I know I'm a failure in your eyes
Doing much the same as Remi, Ronin abandons the towel after drying himself and rubbing at his hair a bit, before turning to take the alchemist's hands in his own. "Can we do it in reverse?" he asks softly, sounding bone tired and uncharacteristically morose. "Can you put us to sleep until we feel better? I'm not sure I can trust myself to deal with... anything... especially not Stormbreak yet."
Not without losing his temper and berating the citizens for their prejudices, or worse. A lot worse. Swallowing hard, regardless of Remi's answer, Ronin will open the door to step out into the rest of their houseboat, raking his fingers through his damp hair and pausing by the counter to pour out the cocoa he'd been making. It seems offensive now, somehow.
Not without losing his temper and berating the citizens for their prejudices, or worse. A lot worse. Swallowing hard, regardless of Remi's answer, Ronin will open the door to step out into the rest of their houseboat, raking his fingers through his damp hair and pausing by the counter to pour out the cocoa he'd been making. It seems offensive now, somehow.
RONIN
