I shouldn't laugh, but I know I'm a failure in your eyes
"I love you too," Ronin replies instantly and easily, and his own soft smile is hidden by the angle of his body as he deals with the remnants of their cocoa. Squeezing Remi's hand back, he nods and presses a kiss against the back of the alchemist's palm before leading them to the furs and blankets, still rumpled and with a ghost of warmth from their recent departure.
"Let's go to a misty mountain," he decides, "with a little cabin built into the cliffside. Maybe there are monsters in the fog. Maybe we'll kill them." Whatever they choose, it absolutely won't be here, and Ronin crawls into bed and draws Remi with him, dragging at the blankets to cover them both up. Sugar busies herself putting out all the lanterns, until there's only a single solitary glow to keep them company.
"Let's go to a misty mountain," he decides, "with a little cabin built into the cliffside. Maybe there are monsters in the fog. Maybe we'll kill them." Whatever they choose, it absolutely won't be here, and Ronin crawls into bed and draws Remi with him, dragging at the blankets to cover them both up. Sugar busies herself putting out all the lanterns, until there's only a single solitary glow to keep them company.
RONIN
