without you things go hazy

walked out this morning and i wrote down this song.
i just can't remember who to send it to

Remi nods at that. Whatever else he might ask would be out of idle curiosity and just now, for however open the pair are, the moment doesn't call for it. So he swallows the rest of his questions down, thinking he'll ask them later. Or perhaps not; it hardly seems important.

"Perhaps...she wanted to hurt you, the way you hurt her." Hadn't Ronin said no to her because there was someone else? It is hard to know, given that it was Sunjata who reached out to her. But would it surprise either of htem to learn Safrin was so easily able to twist a situation to best suit her? Of course it wouldn't.

Curled around Ronin as he is, one leg draped over the Star's upper thighs and his hand wandering down his husband's side, Remi just chuckles darkly. "You had to listen to me tell you I both wanted to kill and have a man who is not even a god." He replies, shaking his head only enough to scratch Ronin's bare skin with the scruff on his cheeks.

"Would it have been worse if Sunjata...knew how this would make you feel and did it anyway? Or that he did not think at all?" Carelessness or intentionality. It was hard to know which was worse, sometimes.