hide from the heavens with me

the lullaby

Love isn't all that it seems
I did you wrong

"Listen," Remi objects, despite knowing that Ronin was absolutely correct. "Non è colpa mia se credo che non ci sia una sola persona qui che non ti accoglierebbe a braccia e gambe aperte. Inoltre, non è colpa mia se il pensiero di uccidere chiunque lo farebbe mi eccita." He continues, the words a vibrant and dark melody from his lips as the Lullaby describes just what it was he'd do should those around them welcome Ronin into their beds with open arms and legs.

Accepting the bottle, the mouthful Remi takes would likely have caused a lightweight like Everest Hart to pass out; for the Lullaby though, it just burns pleasantly and makes his nose feel a touch numb. "Should I? Perhaps I will just start a rumour that she likes him and he likes her, and let the grapevine do the rest." He drawls, his smile as boyish as his suggestion.

Narrowing his eyes slightly, Remi starts as Ronin points out what an idiot should have been able to see clearly. "They're..?" Leaning forward slightly as if being two inches closer would reveal some hidden truth about his son's state of mind, Remi leans back with a huff. "I do not like that." He complained grumpily, knowing full well what Mateo was like and that being socially high was the least of their son's vices, but that didn't mean he wanted to see it.

So, turning to Ronin suddenly, Remi presses his lips against the huntsman's as if in doing so he might blot out everyone and everything of which they'd just been speaking.

I'll stay here with you
Until this dream is gone

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!