RONIN
"Mm, I don't know about that. I always expected you and I to always be together, from the second we said I love you for the first time," Ronin says with a sly smile in his husband's direction, watching the careful splash of a bloody tentacle in the waters. His lips part to speak again only for other voices to suddenly call out from across the estuary; a cacophony (still love that word) of cries for aid ringing towards them.
Raising his eyebrows - Ronin can neither hear the associated splashing with a crowd of people he assumes are pretending to drown, and this is the exact sort of thing echo sharks are known for. "Shall we wait for them to come to us, or shall we go and say hello?" he asks, grinning.
Raising his eyebrows - Ronin can neither hear the associated splashing with a crowd of people he assumes are pretending to drown, and this is the exact sort of thing echo sharks are known for. "Shall we wait for them to come to us, or shall we go and say hello?" he asks, grinning.
soft spoken with a broken jaw
we step outside, but not to brawl
we step outside, but not to brawl
