[se] silly love songs

RONIN if there's one thing i'm good at, it's surviving Given that Ronin is half crouched over the little spot of earth, Remi's arms snaking around him are nearly enough to send him toppling over the waterfall, and he pinwheels a bit before managing to straighten up. "Promises, promises," he purrs right back, as if being snatched is the culmination of some game neither of them knows they are playing just yet. Humming to himself and cupping some water to sprinkle over his freshly planted seeds, the Huntsman is content with his work, peeping into the paper bag to spy two extras that he didn't quite shake out. About to lean down and plant them as well, it's at that moment that Remi has taken to giving a haircut to his sapling in all the places that make it... alive. "Careful, husband. Your paranoia is showing." He raises his eyebrows, mildly horrified but nonetheless smooching Remi on the cheek as he steps past, approaching Oria with his extra seeds. "Here. They aren't the same as a sapling, but hopefully they will still grow. Unless someone comes to pee on them in the middle of the night." He shoots a playful glare over his shoulder.