the white knight
"Of course," Ronin says, his response warm and immediate. With a gift like the one he possesses, the idea of keeping it to himself goes against everything Vi has asked him to stand for, however difficult it might be at times. He is, regrettably, still only human when it comes to matters of the heart, and not being able to bring back Seren at Longnight is going to be a welt on his soul for years to come. Nevertheless, it's with a slow, grounding sigh that he tunes back in to Hadama's question.
"Not yet," he says, sounding all too relieved about that. "I can use it up to three times now, as far as I know. And so far, thankfully, things have been quieter than they were last year." No tournaments gone badly awry, no pale, still Ancients showing up at the healing fountain in Haulani, no dead daughters. "Let's pray they stay that way, yeah?"
"Not yet," he says, sounding all too relieved about that. "I can use it up to three times now, as far as I know. And so far, thankfully, things have been quieter than they were last year." No tournaments gone badly awry, no pale, still Ancients showing up at the healing fountain in Haulani, no dead daughters. "Let's pray they stay that way, yeah?"
i'm almost me again
she's almost you
she's almost you
RONIN
