RONIN
"Well, I'd heard about the gemstones." And they are here at least, but as Ronin continues to glance around, he swears they're moving. Whole walls of them; rubies, amethysts, emeralds, all undulating like the lungs of a bejewelled beast. "Less so about the blood." And it's with a sheepish smile that he clasps Flora closer, giving her shoulder a squeeze. "I hope you never get used to what it smells like," he tells her earnestly.
Nodding at the array of backup plans the Doubletake has at her disposal, Ronin tilts his head and winces. "I can't say for sure, but if I had to put a bet on it, I'd say this place is most likely out of all of them. If you want to choose some stones, be quick about it, I think. And if they... well, if they don't like it when you remove them, we're straight out of here."
Nodding at the array of backup plans the Doubletake has at her disposal, Ronin tilts his head and winces. "I can't say for sure, but if I had to put a bet on it, I'd say this place is most likely out of all of them. If you want to choose some stones, be quick about it, I think. And if they... well, if they don't like it when you remove them, we're straight out of here."
one more wish for you
