not alone

but baby i've been here before; i've seen this room and i've walked this floor

"I am an alchemist." Remi counters into their kiss. True, he transmuted the living into the dead and dinner parties into nightmares more often than metal into gold, but what of it? "Jogging," The Lullaby scoffs affectionately. "How about we go jogging so that we can eat all the wine and cheese we like, and we stay crafty to evade the law."

Feeling mischievous and so very, very in love, Remi grins wide enough that his dimples deepen. "Oh well." Rolling his eyes dramatically, the Lullaby shakes his head. "If you go and do that, I would be forced to think of another way to harass you. I am not sure I am up for that task." Remi hums sarcastically. He was fairly certain if he became a wraith just now and floated through the Huntsman's body, Ronin would scream.

'mmmmmmmmmmmmmm,' Groaning in protest as Ronin begins to sit them up, Remi wraps his wings around his husband's body as best he can without interfering with the Huntsman's own additional appendages. "I would want to even if we hadn't." He agrees, finally parting from Ronin that they might both stand. Glancing down at himself, Remi twitches his lips thoughtfully as he glances toward their piles of clothing. "Is...it even worth getting dressed, do you think?" They could shift, or fly naked, but putting clothes back on given the state of themselves seemed a touch pointless.