RONIN
The awkwardness between them seemed to be returning, Ronin rubbing at a bit of flour on his sleeve and shrugging his shoulders, giving her a quiet and uncertain smile. "Everyone keeps saying that, but I'm not so sure. I'm just a man... I just... I was just trying to do my best for everyone." He sighed, rubbing at his forehead.
"Safrin knew that Vanya - Aoife's mother - was going to die in childbirth. Aoife was meant to... She wasn't meant to survive, either. Perhaps Safrin took pity on me, knowing the pain that was waiting for me at LongNight. Perhaps that's all." He frowned into the oven, as if it would give the answers.
"Safrin knew that Vanya - Aoife's mother - was going to die in childbirth. Aoife was meant to... She wasn't meant to survive, either. Perhaps Safrin took pity on me, knowing the pain that was waiting for me at LongNight. Perhaps that's all." He frowned into the oven, as if it would give the answers.
