[SE] cinders

"But without optimism, I'm nothing but a handsome realist, and we can't both be like that. There'd be no spice to life," Ronin croons, adjusting the logpile on the sled so that it sits more securely. And as Remi continues, the Huntsman peeps over the pile to bounce his eyebrows at him, and though the rest of his face isn't visible, he's definitely smiling. "Remi, you are always the main character in my sexual fantasies," he informs him. "Everyone else is a supporting character." He has the audacity to watch for a couple of seconds as the other man wrestles with the tree, eventually propping the axe back over his shoulder and stepping out to join Remi. "Since you asked so very nicely, it would be my pleasure to start this one off for you, oh mighty Lullaby, defeater of forests." Giving the axe a swing, he chips a wedge out of the skinny trunk, hopefully giving his husband more leverage. RONIN Darkness is a funny thing. It creeps up on you.