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"Do I? Well, maybe you should start fuckin' listening to us." Ronin chuckled, and he'd have nudged Remi if his hands weren't already sort of... full of him. "I might be squishier now, but I don't intend to stay that way for long. Got a guild to run, a daughter to raise, a dragon to train, and... and you." His smile was unashamedly sunny, and he snorted as Remi caught him out on his blushing. He shrugged. "Heroes can have their off days," he murmured, as evidenced by the fact that he had gone and died like an idiot. Now though, now he was alive. And he was here, and there was so much time wasted and so much hurt done to the people he cared about. And Ronin was done - done with what-ifs, done with waiting until tomorrow, done with worrying whether it would work out. Which might have explained why he leant forward suddenly, his lips meeting Remi's with a gentleness that gave the alchemist every opportunity to push him away. ronin the long and lonesome road