you've long seen your downfall, spelled out in another's bones
"A filthy joke about their pink cheeks?" Ronin asks, raising his eyebrows and absently reaching out to pluck a few berries from the bush as well. "I didn't realise monkeys could talk." Popping the berries into his mouth and cromching them as the flavour bursts upon his tongue, he gives an involuntary shudder, similarly feeling as though he's tasted something tart but enjoyably so.
"I bet we could come up with a better joke," he murmurs, nudging the other man with his hip before, quite suddenly, he feels the tips of his ears grow very hot. "Uh..." Glancing across at Remi, the heat having spread across his cheekbones, he notes that the Lullaby seems similarly sheepish. "What... they are poisonous, aren't they."
"I bet we could come up with a better joke," he murmurs, nudging the other man with his hip before, quite suddenly, he feels the tips of his ears grow very hot. "Uh..." Glancing across at Remi, the heat having spread across his cheekbones, he notes that the Lullaby seems similarly sheepish. "What... they are poisonous, aren't they."
RONIN
