this is why we can't have nice things, honey
"..'kay." Given that Ronin had given Flora exactly what she'd asked for, the lack of enthusiasm in her tone and the way her shoulders were still slumped suggested that perhaps there was something slightly more she wanted Ronin's advice on.
"So uhm...I don't know how it was with you and Dad, or....I mean, you and anyone else, but..." Looking back down at her sunglasses and having to remind her fingers not to break them (it had taken a significant number of dragon skills and manticore feathers to buy), Flora tried to wade through the segments of thoughts in her mind.
"What do you do when you like someone who just...I dunno, keeps fucking up?" Her voice is small and without any of its normal bounce or sparkle. "I know on cards and all that tacky stuff in the markets they say that if someone is the one they won't make you cry, or won't let you down, or whatever but...I mean, that can't be true, so..." Biting at the inside of her cheek, she looks quickly up at Ronin through tear-shiny eyes. "...when do you just...give up?"
"So uhm...I don't know how it was with you and Dad, or....I mean, you and anyone else, but..." Looking back down at her sunglasses and having to remind her fingers not to break them (it had taken a significant number of dragon skills and manticore feathers to buy), Flora tried to wade through the segments of thoughts in her mind.
"What do you do when you like someone who just...I dunno, keeps fucking up?" Her voice is small and without any of its normal bounce or sparkle. "I know on cards and all that tacky stuff in the markets they say that if someone is the one they won't make you cry, or won't let you down, or whatever but...I mean, that can't be true, so..." Biting at the inside of her cheek, she looks quickly up at Ronin through tear-shiny eyes. "...when do you just...give up?"
