RONIN
the supernova
He absolutely meant the food; speaking of which, as Melita settles down to draw all over his husband's face, Ronin has discovered the bag of pretzels and is munching on them quite happily as all of this chaos takes place. "Good, all things considered," he says, his voice necessarily hushed but the tone honest, at least until he has to stifle a laugh at the badly drawn dog-dragon on Remi's cheek.
Shifting to make room for the Honeybee beside him as she switches locations to better utilise her canvas, Ronin nods his gentle understanding. "I thought as much. To be honest, we'll be in need of just as many people back here as those who go. We need to be ready for the possibility that... well. We might not make it back from there."
And if they don't, Caido's future might well rest in Melita's marker-stained hands.
Shifting to make room for the Honeybee beside him as she switches locations to better utilise her canvas, Ronin nods his gentle understanding. "I thought as much. To be honest, we'll be in need of just as many people back here as those who go. We need to be ready for the possibility that... well. We might not make it back from there."
And if they don't, Caido's future might well rest in Melita's marker-stained hands.
i'll get over it
i just gotta be dramatic first
i just gotta be dramatic first
