R O N I N
"Oh." Well, what else did one say when a lobster clamped her claw around your nose? He arched an eyebrow across at Remi and grinned, shrugging his shoulders. "It's alright," he said, the little creature still attached to his face. "It's only a lobster. Don't like 'em? This one seems pretty sweet." Carefully extracting his nose, the ex-captain straightened up, scooping the crustacean into his hands to gaze at it questioningly. It wasn't turning back.
Ronin couldn't help it, a chuckle rising up in his chest before it turned into near helpless laughter, and he shook his head to Remi. "You turned my Echo into a lobster," he said. "Not exactly what I had in mind, but still impressive."
