you're the waves at my feet

please just don't forget me ”Mmhm. But then after the Blight...” He smiles a bit sadly. He’d also been nervous around this sickness, until he realised it seemed to have chosen specific victims and stopped there. Still, he’s quickly distracted by Remi, offering his husband a charming grin that he absolutely won’t see, especially when he’s trying to bite him. ”I’m an expert on lots of thi—oi!” He’s still laughing as they go under the water, and for a moment Ronin feels free and weightless and wonderful... Then his husband knocks his soul out of his fucking body. Ronin can’t orient himself, dizzy and numb and just about able to get his head above the surface of the water, because it’s damn near half a minute before he feels like he’s connected to himself again. Coming around slowly, he finds himself sitting at a shallower end of the springs, rubbing at his forehead. ”I didn’t like that,” he informs his husband with a pout.