RONIN
Finishing his cookie and sending a pulse of agreement to both men - silently it is - Ronin joins Deimos to peruse the snack table and to pass a few more offerings up to Remi as they have their discussion. That's very clever, he says of the ring, nodding softly and stepping back to enjoy a pastry, choosing to give it his full focus as if that will help to keep any of his feelings regarding Sunjata knowing about his infection from leaking out into the Attuned bond.
Perhaps he will be able to tell us that himself, he suggests, blue eyes flashing back up towards the Sword. Your hotspring is still able to clear the infection, no? I feel as though we should arrange for Sunjata to pay a visit sooner rather than later...
Clearing his throat to hear of Flora's shenanigans, Ronin let's out a rough curse and shakes his head. "Well, fuck," he says eloquently. "She... well, I don't know if she'd have mentioned it to us even if we were on speaking terms, but I... have you talked with her? Do you need us to?" Or to do anything else to help rectify any damage done, for that matter.
Perhaps he will be able to tell us that himself, he suggests, blue eyes flashing back up towards the Sword. Your hotspring is still able to clear the infection, no? I feel as though we should arrange for Sunjata to pay a visit sooner rather than later...
Clearing his throat to hear of Flora's shenanigans, Ronin let's out a rough curse and shakes his head. "Well, fuck," he says eloquently. "She... well, I don't know if she'd have mentioned it to us even if we were on speaking terms, but I... have you talked with her? Do you need us to?" Or to do anything else to help rectify any damage done, for that matter.
soft spoken with a broken jaw
we step outside, but not to brawl
we step outside, but not to brawl
