even my darkness shines for you
Ronin does notice the teeny tiny handprints as he sets two glasses down on the table and filling them with wine. "Quiet?" he echoes, surreptitiously following said handprints around to the countertops and the cupboard doors. "No," he lies, smirking and sliding Remi's glass over to him. "No, it seems the same as always, don't you think?"
Letting his husband start on making his lanter, Ronin meanwhile drums his fingers across the countertops. "Do you want a snack?" he asks. "Suddenly I'm a bit peckish." On the final word, the Huntsman whips open the cupboard door to peer inside, expecting to catch Oria in the act at a bare minimum.
Letting his husband start on making his lanter, Ronin meanwhile drums his fingers across the countertops. "Do you want a snack?" he asks. "Suddenly I'm a bit peckish." On the final word, the Huntsman whips open the cupboard door to peer inside, expecting to catch Oria in the act at a bare minimum.
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