the baffled king composing hallelujah
"I am quite a bold individual, you might have noticed." Ronin grins to his husband, stealing another kiss before they're on their way. He tries to sweeten the deal for the Attuned by reminding him that this would count as a break to enjoy the festivities, and there's likely some mulled wine with his name on it, but whether it works or not is immaterial. Before them is their mighty steed, and Ronin is smiling from ear to ear despite himself.
"I am not sure this one would want to swim," he admits of their luxere, giving it an affectionate pat on the neck and clicking his tongue a couple of times. Were it not for the risk of locking antlers, he might have even partially shifted; alas, he drops back and climbs up into the sleigh, turning to offer Remi a hand up as well. "Blankets and cocoa, too? We might end up taking a nap."
"I am not sure this one would want to swim," he admits of their luxere, giving it an affectionate pat on the neck and clicking his tongue a couple of times. Were it not for the risk of locking antlers, he might have even partially shifted; alas, he drops back and climbs up into the sleigh, turning to offer Remi a hand up as well. "Blankets and cocoa, too? We might end up taking a nap."
