you may not want to change
but the world is unforgiving and will do it for you anyway
but the world is unforgiving and will do it for you anyway
With his focus wholly on the task at hand, Remi and Flora fade into a faint and affectionate buzz in the background, and Ronin keeps his eyes on Maea's face despite the way her chest rises and falls, indicating that his magic has done it's job. Only when her soft whimper hits the air does he let out a breath he doesn't realise he's been holding, satisfied that he's succeeded. "Hey, you're alright. You're safe," he tells her in a gentle voice, and already his projection has appeared to go and collect water from the healing fountain nearby.
"You're with Remi, Flora and I in Torchline. Flora brought you here. You're going to be okay." Rather than bringing attention to the arrow in her shoulder, Ronin is already reaching to draw it out before her eyes have even fully opened. Murmuring a gentle apology against the pain he knows it will cause, luckily his projection is there soon enough to douse the wound in healing water, helping to finish the work he and Remi have started.
"You're with Remi, Flora and I in Torchline. Flora brought you here. You're going to be okay." Rather than bringing attention to the arrow in her shoulder, Ronin is already reaching to draw it out before her eyes have even fully opened. Murmuring a gentle apology against the pain he knows it will cause, luckily his projection is there soon enough to douse the wound in healing water, helping to finish the work he and Remi have started.
RONIN
