it's a long way home

"I mean, if you insist we can always tell people we're looking at the storms," Ronin conceded with a wicked laugh. "Though I don't know how high the cloud might fly - or if it even flies while I'm on it - so it could get awkward for everyone if we aren't careful." When were they careful, though? What fun was that, anyway? A warm smile pulled at his lips at Remi's admission that he was, indeed, enjoying himself, Ronin continuing to surrender his hand to soft and affectionate touches. "Useful, miraculous. Almost the same?" He smirked, shifting to sit closer still to Remi, kissing his curls and feeling a surprising amount of calm descend over him in that moment. "Could we just stay here?" he asked quietly. "Clouds can wait." RONIN Darkness is a funny thing. It creeps up on you.