I shouldn't laugh, but I know I'm a failure in your eyes
"Any time," Ronin says sunnily, smiling down at Tarak and stifling the sudden urge to reach out and smooth his fingers across the gryphon's soft feathers. (It's probably not unlike the urge to tickle a cat's belly, and just as bad a decision). Ultimately deciding to keep his fingers this afternoon, he listens with interest as Soh continues.
"I think some are more than others. Safrin likes to be a part of things, though. All the better for us." He can't really comment too much on the human-or-not nature of the gods, because Ronin has been privileged enough to see more facets of the lady of the stars than many. It isn't his place to share that; and besides, Soh is already moving on.
"I don't think you'll regret it," he says, of seeing Safrin. "And if you need any help with anything she requires, please just let me know. For now, I don't suppose you feel like getting something to eat? I know a place in the Pacifist Plaza that serves an all-day breakfast. Providing it's still there, of course."
"I think some are more than others. Safrin likes to be a part of things, though. All the better for us." He can't really comment too much on the human-or-not nature of the gods, because Ronin has been privileged enough to see more facets of the lady of the stars than many. It isn't his place to share that; and besides, Soh is already moving on.
"I don't think you'll regret it," he says, of seeing Safrin. "And if you need any help with anything she requires, please just let me know. For now, I don't suppose you feel like getting something to eat? I know a place in the Pacifist Plaza that serves an all-day breakfast. Providing it's still there, of course."
RONIN
