He tilted his head at her question and his hand rose to cross his body and touch the armlet on his other bicep, the silver spiral pressed with stars. "I already have armor from Safrin," he rumbled slowly, thinking aloud. "Hmm. Perhaps Melita?" The chaos-loving honeybee seemed like she might appreciate the aesthetic, though he hadn't seen much of her in the past year. His own fault, for being too busy to seek her out, and a reason for quiet regret.
Gods' light, but he had stopped breathing at the tournament when she had gone down. Ronin's new ability had been a timely boon, indeed.
"It seems more suited for one of Ludo's followers," he agreed after a little more contemplation of the bone. He handed it back to the starchild with a flicker of concern in his emerald eyes. "Do you have armor of your own?"
Gods' light, but he had stopped breathing at the tournament when she had gone down. Ronin's new ability had been a timely boon, indeed.
"It seems more suited for one of Ludo's followers," he agreed after a little more contemplation of the bone. He handed it back to the starchild with a flicker of concern in his emerald eyes. "Do you have armor of your own?"
