wonder of wonders

RONIN if there's one thing i'm good at, it's surviving Sighing heavily - because Deimos and Remi are right, mainly, and Ronin hasn't wanted to admit it - the Nova clasps his husband closer and leans in to press a kiss against his cheek. "I hate feeling as though we're always on the back foot with this. But short of organising a group of us to go to Starfall..." He shrugs. "I'm not sure we're quite ready for that yet." And if they go and they fail, all together, well. He hesitates to say that's it for Caido, but it certainly seems like it. As for the infection that had latched itself to Flora, however briefly, Ronin shakes his head. "I haven't heard of anyone else, but that doesn't mean there aren't people out there who are infected." Much more pleasant is the prospect of the coming tournament and Deimos's impending foray into fatherhood, and Ronin grins his agreement. "I'll brave Halo at Deepfrost for that," he says cheerfully. "Shall we get out of here now? I think I've seen enough."