If you tasted poison

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

Remi grumbles an obnoxiously long note of agreement against Ronin's shoulder. 'I suppose at some point I will have to look at my arm.' Said arm flexes unconsciously, and as Remi glances down at it, he half expects to see bone and shredded flesh. He doesn't of course, which has him frowning doubtfully.

But back to Wessex and kisses. 'No, that does not make me feel better, but I am happy to remove her from my memory. What is one more face for me to lose, mm?' How many people had he forgotten in his lifetime? 3 now? 4?

Snorting under his breath, Remi nods. Reluctant as he is to cease to be a blanket over his husband, there was that houseboat they had been talking about...'Come on. Let's do some dreaming' He whispers with sudden sweetness. Pressing a kiss to his husband's nose, it's with an awkward shuffle on his hands and knees that Remi extracts himself from their cave. When Ronin joins him outside, he'll find that they're in a field of wildflowers at the base of a mountain, and wouldn't you know it, there's a houseboat hovering in the air before them, ready to be placed...er, somewhere.