you may not want to change
but the world is unforgiving and will do it for you anyway
but the world is unforgiving and will do it for you anyway
"Makes a change," Ronin remarks of Tal's dragon being laid back. "My companion is a lot more highly strung." And does he lower his voice to a whisper with those last couple of words? You're damn right he does. He doesn't want his ear nipped for his trouble.
But anyway - back to politics and military and mothers. Ronin's eyes widen a little to hear of the courier's loss, and he offers him an apologetic smile. "I'm sorry to hear that," he murmurs, casually moving to rescue the tray of muffins before Tal fixes them to death. They go to wait atop of the oven while the others cook.
"Mm...? A baronette?" A warm laugh spills from the Huntsman's lips, and he shakes his head. "Just a baron," he corrects. "Albeit a little one at the time. And I'm not that any more - and I'm not sorry about it."
But anyway - back to politics and military and mothers. Ronin's eyes widen a little to hear of the courier's loss, and he offers him an apologetic smile. "I'm sorry to hear that," he murmurs, casually moving to rescue the tray of muffins before Tal fixes them to death. They go to wait atop of the oven while the others cook.
"Mm...? A baronette?" A warm laugh spills from the Huntsman's lips, and he shakes his head. "Just a baron," he corrects. "Albeit a little one at the time. And I'm not that any more - and I'm not sorry about it."
RONIN
