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"I'll hit myself later, on your behalf," Ronin murmured affectionately to Remi, his smile audible in his tone. Not that any form of playfulness could last in the face of what had happened. That Ianto had just left had the ex-captain biting at the inside of his cheek to stop himself from saying something he shouldn't. Instead he cleared his throat and gave a hum of noncommital acknowledgement. In the woods for hours, though? That got his attention, Ronin's fingers flexing automatically against Remi's knee; when he spoke, the guilt in his voice couldn't have been more obvious. "I've been here the whole time. I didn't know, Remi. I'm so sorry..." They'd spoken about the devices he'd been able to create, for crying out loud - about the thing that might have saved Isla's life... not that she wasn't alive now. He glanced up at the unicorn just as she answered Remi's pleading question for both of them, and the captain didn't have it in him to lie, quick and easy though it might have been. "It's early days," he said slowly. "It's hard to say what might happen as you start to heal, but... I... I think we need to prepare for that possibility, Remi." RONIN Darkness is a funny thing. It creeps up on you.