[SWE] The Festival of Lights

RONIN if there's one thing i'm good at, it's surviving "Remi--" Ronin's voice was low and exasperated as he was shrugged off without a care, the Dark Star unable to do much with Seren in his arms. But luckily for him, he had plenty of tricks up his sleeves. And so it was his projection that headed after his husband, leaving the real deal to finish hanging both of their lanterns while trying to reassure Seren. Loren was already taking wing when the projection arrived, Ronin gazing sternly at the Alchemist with his arms at his sides, starlight flickering within him like he possessed a lantern of his own. "Don't you dare make this about him," he said of Loren. "This is for Aoife. Not for him."