RONIN
the white knight
"No?" Ronin says automatically, and it's only belated manners that have it phrased as a question as he reluctantly slows his steps from where he'd been intending to breeze past Madam Marin's tent. With his own arms laden with groceries and home all but in sight, it's with a groan that he glances towards the tend and stops altogether. It isn't the captain being their father that he finds an issue, funnily enough - it's the other side of the Marin triplets' parentage that's likely going to cause him problems.
But, like Remi, he's aware that any connections with Jack are likely also connections with Flora these days, and it would be all too easy for things to take a turn, as it were, regardless of how the meeting between the captain and the Bastion had apparently gone. "Gods, alright," he says with a tired smile, giving his husband a good natured elbow to the ribs. "But if I get cursed, this was your idea."
But, like Remi, he's aware that any connections with Jack are likely also connections with Flora these days, and it would be all too easy for things to take a turn, as it were, regardless of how the meeting between the captain and the Bastion had apparently gone. "Gods, alright," he says with a tired smile, giving his husband a good natured elbow to the ribs. "But if I get cursed, this was your idea."
i'll get over it
i just gotta be dramatic first
i just gotta be dramatic first
