RONIN
Glancing up as Maeve appears, Ronin offers her a gentle smile and a nod. "Of course. You're looking well," he tells her, offering her a quick kiss to the cheek and a hug before they're headed off into the garden. The Huntsman offers his arm willingly, tilting his head at the sight of the bow in its case as they approach it.
"She... Ah. Right, of course. I wish I could say that I was surprised about that." Wincing, Ronin lets his arm drop and steps up to gaze over the bow properly, giving a small smile at its craftmanship. It isn't Remi's, but that doesn't mean it's bad. "Do you know, I was considering being an archer for a while," he murmurs. "What do you need me to do for you?"
"She... Ah. Right, of course. I wish I could say that I was surprised about that." Wincing, Ronin lets his arm drop and steps up to gaze over the bow properly, giving a small smile at its craftmanship. It isn't Remi's, but that doesn't mean it's bad. "Do you know, I was considering being an archer for a while," he murmurs. "What do you need me to do for you?"
one more wish for you
