[se] rend the words from my tongue

Mm, I don't know, Ronin confesses, and he's even less sure now that the mischievous trickle of fingertips has appeared down the length of his back. I only just had the dream. Happy to burrow back beneath the darkness, it's with a smile and a warm kiss pressed against Remi's neck that Ronin closes his eyes once more. That's a good idea, though. You can go and check with Ludo, and I'll ask Sunjata and Phoebe to go and ask Frey. Sharing the load, Mr. Frodo, and all that. Either way, I'm not sending letters until a lot later, and I just... I had to tell you. Remi is his everything, after all, and the Lullaby would know something was up in seconds, once wakefulness claimed them properly. RONIN if there's one thing i'm good at, it's surviving