RONIN
THE SUPERNOVA
"Ah, I see," Ronin says of the head-start, though he can't deny the smile on his face as he realises the real reason Flora might be looking to get a birthday gift for her brother. "You learned it a lot quicker than I did, and I always thought I prided family," he points out, giving her a gentle nudge of approval (though not enough for her to lose her footing, he doesn't have a deathwish).
"The Climb certainly is unique," he agrees, wiping the sweat from his brow with the back of his hand and squinting at the dark crust that sits over everything, stifling any growth there might be. "We ought to have brought a terrarium or something. Knowing this place, you'll find a perfect plant that only grows out of the lava or something..."
Neither of them as botanical as Mateo, and so Ronin starts picking around the area with a befuddled expression, lifting the odd rock and sidestepping gouts of smoke and steam from the cracks in the earth. "Think he'd like a pet fyrhund?"
"The Climb certainly is unique," he agrees, wiping the sweat from his brow with the back of his hand and squinting at the dark crust that sits over everything, stifling any growth there might be. "We ought to have brought a terrarium or something. Knowing this place, you'll find a perfect plant that only grows out of the lava or something..."
Neither of them as botanical as Mateo, and so Ronin starts picking around the area with a befuddled expression, lifting the odd rock and sidestepping gouts of smoke and steam from the cracks in the earth. "Think he'd like a pet fyrhund?"
now don’t you lose hope
I swear I never dream that we’re alone
I swear I still believe but I don’t know
