RONIN
the white knight
"Perhaps that's a good place to start," Ronin ventures gently. "For all you know she might be fighting the good fight up there under the guise of being on Dahlia's cabinet." Or not - honestly, based on Vox and his broadcasts, he's unsure how much control they even have over the ownership of their own thoughts, let alone anything else. But the point is - Koa doesn't know either.
Listening with as little bias as he can as the conversation moves back to Flora - and that doesn't mean much in truth, because again, it's Flora, the Knight eventually lets out a low whistle and tilts his head towards Koa. "Even if that means you leave her alone?" he hazards. Does Koa want her to be happy even if that's the outcome?
"Because all I can say is that you made my daughter cry, and I hope you can imagine how that taints my opinion somewhat. One day if you're ever a father to a daughter, I imagine you'll feel much the same." He sighs. "I'm sorry, Koa. But I don't know what further advice to give you other than this. It's a shitty situation, and some of it is of your own making. You already know that."
Listening with as little bias as he can as the conversation moves back to Flora - and that doesn't mean much in truth, because again, it's Flora, the Knight eventually lets out a low whistle and tilts his head towards Koa. "Even if that means you leave her alone?" he hazards. Does Koa want her to be happy even if that's the outcome?
"Because all I can say is that you made my daughter cry, and I hope you can imagine how that taints my opinion somewhat. One day if you're ever a father to a daughter, I imagine you'll feel much the same." He sighs. "I'm sorry, Koa. But I don't know what further advice to give you other than this. It's a shitty situation, and some of it is of your own making. You already know that."
