FLORidA is one hell of a drug

RONIN if there's one thing i'm good at, it's surviving Well that's that then, and Ronin takes another bite of his sandwich before realising that it absolutely is not that's that, the Knight promptly abandoning their picnic (and there you have it, Flora, proof that he really thinks of you as a daughter) to focus on her words. "You mean other than telling me so I can cave their head in through their shoulders?" He asks with a raise of his eyebrows that seems a touch too serious to be considered humour, at least until Flora gazes up at him with tears in her eyes. "Hey, come here." Shifting (awkwardly, it's a rowboat, but whatever) to sit with her on her side of the craft, he loops an arm around her to draw her close against his side. "Do you feel like giving up?" he asks. "Because there's a lot of ways someone can fuck up, and some are much worse than others. Your father and I have definitely been through a few of them."