the distance never made a difference to me

i wish I could say I am a light that never goes out.
but i flicker from time to time

Like a swimmer floating deep in the sea, the Lullaby drifts weightlessly and without any real sense of his body. Far above him where rings of sunlight might normally sparkle to indicate the surface, Remi instead can feel the fluttery and phantom press of Ronin's lips against his skin. Drawn to them like a moth to a flame, the Lullaby kicks and stretches, moving swiftly upward. He might have used tentacles - or wings even - to hasten his ascent, but of course in a dream where Remi has nothing but control, thinking himself up was all he needed to do.

Cracking open one eye and seeing only the firelight dancing against the canvas walls of their tent, Remi smiles to himself as he lifts his chin that Ronin might explore even more of his throat. "Something wake you? " Remi wonders in a voice made rough and deep by sleep, as he shifts his hands and toes slightly in order to better gauge his bearings in their make-shift bed. Finding Ronin's skin against both, the Lullaby settles and sighs, blinking open both eyes before taking a deep breath that smelled of sandalwood and campfire smoke.