it's a funny old world

Ronin tutted his friend playfully, though there was a smile on his face that seemed to becoming a little easier, the longer he spent around Remi. Putting the empty bottle aside, he carefully propped Aoife against his shoulder so he could gently pat at her back to wind her, laughing as Sugar chirped her agreement that he was controlling. "Hey, now. I'm just trying to make sure there isn't dragon vomit everywhere. Is that really so bad?" Once his daughter was suitably fed and comfortable, he settled amongst the blankets and pillows and took a second to just... look at her, and hold her in his arms. She was already dropping off, but Ronin seemed captivated, brushing a gentle finger across her cheek. "Well, there's a lot that needs to be cleaned up after LongNight. But I agree - it can wait for at least a couple of days." He nodded to Remi. "C'mon, then. If we're doing nothing, get your fluffy butt over here." ronin the long and lonesome road