RONIN
If Ronin had been more predatory (and if it had been later in the year, he might have been) he'd have bared his bloody teeth at his husband for good measure. Alas, he and his copper tongue gather up the equipment and stand beside the Lullaby once more, even if his projection is already stepping away to continue to help.
"It would be a trap," he says in their defence. "I don't care if we're not in the Cordillera any more - if anyone comes aboard uninvited who aren't family or friends, I'll be ruining their day." And that's even before Remi gets to them. Feeling more inclined to step aboard their vessel now that its original name is already being twisted and changed, he offers Remi a gentle nudge.
"You know, I really can't remember," he admits. "It's been so long since then. But I remember the beaches. I remember you." Winking, he finally gestures for them to hop aboard. "The Northaven?"
"It would be a trap," he says in their defence. "I don't care if we're not in the Cordillera any more - if anyone comes aboard uninvited who aren't family or friends, I'll be ruining their day." And that's even before Remi gets to them. Feeling more inclined to step aboard their vessel now that its original name is already being twisted and changed, he offers Remi a gentle nudge.
"You know, I really can't remember," he admits. "It's been so long since then. But I remember the beaches. I remember you." Winking, he finally gestures for them to hop aboard. "The Northaven?"
one more wish for you
