there will be scrapes and sutures; viciousness and victory
"The speech I had planned involved very few words, in fairness," Ronin mutters, his eyes on Flora as she swans about without a care, even if his tone promises all kinds of violence. Finally tearing his gaze away only as Remi offers him a kiss, the Knight shivers away whatever oil slick feeling has settled on his skin after having witnessed the captain with their daughter, and thank the gods that it isn't Leafchange, is all he can think.
"Alright. I... yeah, I think I could manage it. You're going to talk to him, huh?" He raises his eyebrows disbelievingly, though to be honest, Ronin thinks Remi actually has the easier conversation to navigate. If he gets too frustrated he can just kill Jack, after all. Right? Right. "Let's eat first though? Last thing I need is to go into any of this hangry."
"Alright. I... yeah, I think I could manage it. You're going to talk to him, huh?" He raises his eyebrows disbelievingly, though to be honest, Ronin thinks Remi actually has the easier conversation to navigate. If he gets too frustrated he can just kill Jack, after all. Right? Right. "Let's eat first though? Last thing I need is to go into any of this hangry."
RONIN
