it's a funny old world

"Goodnight, Remi," Ronin murmured back into the dark, shifting a little to try and get comfortable in a suddenly foreign place that had been home only a week or so before. But ultimately his exhaustion won out over grief, pulling the guildmaster down into a fitful and restless sleep. It was little surprise that he woke easily when a hungry Aoife began to stir and Sugar started nosing at his ear, Ronin sleepily making up a bottle for the infant and feeding her in almost a doze. She fell back asleep almost straight afterwards, but her father was not so lucky. Thoughts turned over relentlessly in his mind, Ronin trying and failing to shut his mind off. He didn't know quite when he had rolled over and onto Remi's makeshift bed, only that that was where the warmth was, and as he wrapped an arm around the body next to his and nestled his face into soft curls, he was out like a light in seconds. ronin the long and lonesome road