even my darkness shines for you
Emotional whiplash certainly is the flavour of the afternoon, it appears. From Seren to his second impromptu fight with Deimos to everything that just happened with Melita, to say that Ronin's brain is fried and that he's Done is an understatement. Even so, he resists the shots of rum he knows he might use to take the edge off things - because gods, what if someone dies again in the time it takes for him to get tipsy? What if he can't do his magic inebriated?
Suffice to say it's a very sober White Knight who trudges back across the sand towards Evie, offering her a tired smile as he collapses down onto the sand. "Your husband packs a punch," he informs her, his smile turning significantly warmer as he gazes down at Erebos. "Don't tell him either, but I'm pretty sure your son takes more after you. Which is absolutely no bad thing."
Suffice to say it's a very sober White Knight who trudges back across the sand towards Evie, offering her a tired smile as he collapses down onto the sand. "Your husband packs a punch," he informs her, his smile turning significantly warmer as he gazes down at Erebos. "Don't tell him either, but I'm pretty sure your son takes more after you. Which is absolutely no bad thing."
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