RONIN
THE WHITE KNIGHT
"Well, usually I just introduce myself back and that's the end of it." Smiling lopsidedly, as if to say until you, Ronin is nonetheless drawn in by the card game and the more-than-overdue break from running. Standing closer as Vesper reveals the queen, he tilts his head and dutifully watches the young man's hands work the cards with quick, fluid movements. If he notices the shadows (he doesn't) or the queen suddenly in his back pocket (again, doesn't), there's nothing on his face or in his thoughts to suggest it.
"I would have to guess that she is here," he says, reaching out to gesture with a hand to where he thinks Vesper has chased the queen. "Though it's getting dark, so I might be mistaken." He's got a feeling he is, somehow, though at least he can combat the darkness. A few thoughts about the past few days is all it takes, in fact, to have a warm glow suffusing his skin, casting a light over the game.
"I would have to guess that she is here," he says, reaching out to gesture with a hand to where he thinks Vesper has chased the queen. "Though it's getting dark, so I might be mistaken." He's got a feeling he is, somehow, though at least he can combat the darkness. A few thoughts about the past few days is all it takes, in fact, to have a warm glow suffusing his skin, casting a light over the game.
now don’t you lose hope
I swear I never dream that we’re alone
I swear I still believe but I don’t know
