[SWE] The Festival of Lights

RONIN if there's one thing i'm good at, it's surviving This was harder than Ronin had expected it to be. He walked quietly by as they headed onto the beach, his hand in Seren's as they looked for a place to hang their lanterns. "I think maybe here," he murmured to them both, having paused beside where one of the canopies had been set up, posts driven into the ground with strings hanging between them for the lanterns to be placed. Leaning down, he scooped Seren up into his arms so she could hang her lantern... which was about the time when he saw Loren across the way. Wordlessly, his free arm went around Remi, a silent touch, a reminder, an invitation to lean into the comfort of what they had rather than the anger that lay beneath the surface. For both of them.