all the best debts

i wish I could say I am a light that never goes out.
but i flicker from time to time

He or she, Ronin. Women can have large hands, too.

The Huntsman's words cause the admirer to pause, and one might assume they were newly considering doing just that. Though there might have been an elaborate plan in place, letting a big jungle cat come and steal one of the most capable men in all of Caido's midnight snack might be worth it. Insert kombucha girl gif here.

An intake of breath is the only sound of acknowledgement Ronin will receive, and though one of the admirer's hands remains on his shoulder, the other trickles lower to unbutton the remainder of his shirt. There's the brush of a finger against the top of his belt for just a moment, though perhaps that was merely the tip of a glove.

Whatever sizzles on the fire is left for only a few seconds more before both hands withdraw only to be replaced by the instinctual nearness of meat. Flecked with spices and lavender smoke and marinaded in buttermilk and honey, the pieces wafted before Ronin's lips are just past the point of being blue-rare.