gladiator, picked a fight with the gods, i'm a giant slayer
"I would never place that burden on you, husband," Ronin assures him, smiling and touching a gentle hand to his back as he steps away from the lanterns, watching them glow and flicker in the night and seeming briefly content - right until Remi's flare of upset riots through all the places they touch. "Wh--" Following his gaze across the proceedings to where Mateo stands with Flora, a beautifully painted lantern dirtied on the ground, the Knight does let a curse spill past his lips.
"Maybe he did," he whispers, sadness and guilt mingling in his voice, "but when nobody confirmed it..." Maybe he assumed we'd failed. Nodding gently to the Bastion, Ronin gives him a brief squeeze before letting him go. "I'll put on my best party face," he tells him, watching him off before going to find a stall selling something strong and hot and spiced.
"Maybe he did," he whispers, sadness and guilt mingling in his voice, "but when nobody confirmed it..." Maybe he assumed we'd failed. Nodding gently to the Bastion, Ronin gives him a brief squeeze before letting him go. "I'll put on my best party face," he tells him, watching him off before going to find a stall selling something strong and hot and spiced.
bone shaker, dominator, freight train, wreckin' ball, i'm the gladiator
RONIN
