there will be scrapes and sutures; viciousness and victory
"Much as I love her, I won't lie, there were a few times during our conversation that I was tempted to do just that," Ronin admits, scoffing and heading down into the space beneath the deck to check it for damp and integrity - and to see if it would have enough space for all of Flora's things, of course. "You mean like what you can do with taking injuries for other people, but permanent and tethered to just them?" he asks, his voice echoing to call up to Remi.
"If anyone could do it, we know just the gods," he says in a quiet, more thoughtful voice. "Though there's no guarantee that won't be used against us either." Pausing after his initial look over to pinch at the bridge of his nose and sigh, eventually Ronin just shakes his head. "It's too late to ground her, I take?" he mutters, leaning against one of the walls. "There's just no reasoning with her."
"If anyone could do it, we know just the gods," he says in a quiet, more thoughtful voice. "Though there's no guarantee that won't be used against us either." Pausing after his initial look over to pinch at the bridge of his nose and sigh, eventually Ronin just shakes his head. "It's too late to ground her, I take?" he mutters, leaning against one of the walls. "There's just no reasoning with her."
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