The sound of a fire crackling, they didn't know why or even how they started it, but they both sat and watched it burn. Fire reflected in Romulous' eyes, he smiled, brightly.
"You know that time when I got shit faced and fell in a fire 'cause I was sad? That shit was fuckin wack," he says, Vermin slipping through. The two were the same, but Dimitrius knew the differences. Knew that he had facades for everyone. It was how he operated.
He was always blase and blunt, he found his past amusing. Not necessarily amusing, but... casual. It was normal to them, after so many years of living. Romulous knew his past hurt, and he didn't let it dictate his life anymore.
They were just memories stamped in time. He was just like time, and he knew that even if he couldn't die, his was limitted.
"I'm sorry you were sad," Dimitrius says gently. Romulous' smile falls a little, his eyes glance up at Dimitrius before back to the fire.
"Yeah, it was... a shit time," He says softly. Admitting it in the open was different. "But hey, I don't wanna live in shit anymore, you know? It fucked me up, but I'm getting better."
Dimitrius hid his surprise, remembering, years ago, the same person in front of him.
"I'm sorry you went through that," Dimitrius said.
"Yeah yeah, whatever, it didn't do shit," Vermin scoffs. "Quit it with the party shitting."
"Yeah," Dimitrius says, softly, "You are."
Romulous rolls his eyes. "Whats that look for? You look like a fuckin teddy bear."
Dimitrius chuckles, throwing something in the fire to keep it burning. "Whatever, mouse."