But my words, like silent raindrops fell

"As long as you don't attempt to wear it as a hat once it has been used for its other purposes," Ronin quipped back automatically, his voice low and hoarse. But like his friend, he settled into the easy wit they engaged in so often; it was simultaneously horrible and nice, to do something so ordinary. He leant back against Remi as the alchemist shifted closer, Ronin gazing out into the Temple and its small, flickering candles. "Radiant," he murmured. "It was Vanya's choice. She almost didn't tell me what it meant, but... yeah." Letting out a shaky sigh, Ronin reached up to wipe the wetness from his cheeks. "Thank you... for opening the door. I don't even know that I would have done the same thing in your situation." ronin the long and lonesome road