shut the door & cut me open

RONIN if there's one thing i'm good at, it's surviving "It is still a thing, yes. It doesn't go nearly high enough for a manticore, though. I'll have to practice, see if I can make my cloud stronger." Chuckling to himself, Ronin was surprised to be pulled into a hug, but not remotely against it. His arms folded around Remi in return, Ronin tilting his head to rest it against the alchemist's curls, enjoying the shared warmth and the unspoken reassurance that radiated out from the other man. Releasing him to follow into the kitchen, Ronin leant casually against the door and watched his husband potter about. Raising an eyebrow at the obvious innuendo, he nonetheless offered Remi a crooked grin. "A room beneath the stars sounds wonderful. Though I don't know where you think I'll be getting all of this wood from."