RONIN
"Then they will have managed to get past Ludo, and we will all probably be dead anyway," Ronin says, his voice somehow both rough and soft at the same time. Whether it's to placate his husband or an actual suggestion is beyond even his knowing - at the moment it feels as though he's speaking merely to fill the air with something, rather than the silence of a life almost taken.
Scoffing at the Lullaby's snark, it's unfortunately not enough by a long shot to lighten the mood for more than a moment. "You don't have to apologise," he whispers, silenced briefly by the kiss pressed against his lips. "If you had been killed it might be another matter, but... fuck..." It creeps up on him again, just how close things were, and his wings relax from around Remi for no other reason than so Ronin can clasp him close using his arms instead.
I wish you didn't have to, he whispers into the other man's mind. And I wish I was a good enough person to say that she's worth the risk of keeping them. But Ronin is selfish, and Isla isn't worth the risk.
Scoffing at the Lullaby's snark, it's unfortunately not enough by a long shot to lighten the mood for more than a moment. "You don't have to apologise," he whispers, silenced briefly by the kiss pressed against his lips. "If you had been killed it might be another matter, but... fuck..." It creeps up on him again, just how close things were, and his wings relax from around Remi for no other reason than so Ronin can clasp him close using his arms instead.
I wish you didn't have to, he whispers into the other man's mind. And I wish I was a good enough person to say that she's worth the risk of keeping them. But Ronin is selfish, and Isla isn't worth the risk.
a star in someone else's sky
