[ME] [SE] don't go bacon my heart

RONIN

the white knight

Alive, the girl - Theea - says. Somewhere in Torchline. Ronin's lips part as if to ask any number of follow up questions, his hand grasping for Remi's even as his gaze tries to roam beyond the shield of his husband's wings, as if Ashetta might be jogging down the shoreline just out of reach. Before he can say anything further, though, the chaos around them seems to bubble forth tenfold, and as Flora simply ushers the girl who would be his niece away, as if she hadn't been the one to simply drop her in their laps, the radiance that pours from his body turns into something splintering.

"I - we'll catch up with you soon. We live... you can... find us..." But the Doubletake is already leading her away, Ronin's jaw feathering as he glances fleetingly towards the Bastion before stepping free of him and out of the shadow of his wings. "A'right, that's enough!" he barks at the food fight in general, especially given that some people have already opted to duck out of proceedings. "Anything you throw better get cleared away, or believe me when I say I'll make you eat it - no matter how much sand it's covered in."

Whether his dad voice does much to calm proceedings is irrelevant - Ronin fully intends to follow through on his threat, and he's suddenly got a lot of time on his hands to make sure of it.

~FIN

i'll get over it
i just gotta be dramatic first