RONIN
the white knight
light is easy to love.
"It is. Flora believes that presentation is just as important as taste. I don't reckon any of her cocktails are quite as pink as this one, but they're all just as pretty in their own way," Ronin agrees, smiling to himself and lifting his glass back to his lips for a measured sip of liquor. It's a smile that only grows as he sees the size of the sip she takes, and while Nova absolutely seems to enjoy the drink, he doesn't know if he wants to be here after she orders her third or fourth in quick succession.
"Mm, not today, no," he says, his expression instantly seeming to soften as the conversation turns to his absent husband. "Remi is something of a coastguard for Torchline. He's out hunting ghost whales or sinking pirate ships. If he gets back early, though, you might see him swing by." And if not, at least she can rest easy knowing that the Arclight is well protected, at least around the islands' immediate vicinity.
"No brother and sister today?" Ronin fires back with a tilt of his head and a grin.
"Mm, not today, no," he says, his expression instantly seeming to soften as the conversation turns to his absent husband. "Remi is something of a coastguard for Torchline. He's out hunting ghost whales or sinking pirate ships. If he gets back early, though, you might see him swing by." And if not, at least she can rest easy knowing that the Arclight is well protected, at least around the islands' immediate vicinity.
"No brother and sister today?" Ronin fires back with a tilt of his head and a grin.
show me your darkness.
