RONIN
the white knight
light is easy to love.
"I wouldn't be embarrassed. It isn't like anyone else volunteered to go and do it in your place, is it?" Ronin points out, smiling across to Sunjata and burying his hands back in his pockets as he takes in the space in full, allowing himself to imagine what it could be now that he's officially received the Flood's blessing. "Besides," he adds, "for better or worse... you can tell who is infected now, right?" Which, awful for Sunjata's mental health, by the sounds of it, but undeniably useful.
Perhaps that's something else he can help work out in the training they might do here. Grinning and nodding, Ronin gestures around at the place. "I'll let you know when it's ready, in that case. And I'll try and keep some parts of it the same - like a tribute, maybe." he decides. Then, glancing sidelong at the Flood, he can't help but give him a brief nudge. "Are you going to Halo to see Hotaru from here?" he asks. "Because if you are, forgive me, but we've gotta get you into some fresh clothes."
Perhaps that's something else he can help work out in the training they might do here. Grinning and nodding, Ronin gestures around at the place. "I'll let you know when it's ready, in that case. And I'll try and keep some parts of it the same - like a tribute, maybe." he decides. Then, glancing sidelong at the Flood, he can't help but give him a brief nudge. "Are you going to Halo to see Hotaru from here?" he asks. "Because if you are, forgive me, but we've gotta get you into some fresh clothes."
show me your darkness.
