Ronin Taliesin
but they haven't seen the best of me
Slipping his fingers against Remi's to clasp his hand and wade deeper into the water as well, it's with a cheerfully smug smile that Ronin accepts being right - both about the weather and about Deimos's privilege to sit where he pleases in his own hotspring. Settling back into the depths and relishing the crisp difference between the cold air and the hot water, he scoffs at the Sword's apology, waving a hand as if to say it's unnecessary. "You chose a good place to have a bad conversation this time around, so it's forgiven," he says, opting not to pick at the snacks just yet; not until the difficult part is over and done with.
Sitting quietly as Remi's voice echoes in his mind to take over, Ronin skimming his fingers across the surface of the water and furrowing his brow. Hadama asked to meet with me recently confirming the same thing, he says with a soft sigh. He mentioned that he and a few others were going to try to make another attempt on the island. I... assume that might have happened, since you called on us? And that it perhaps hadn't gone well, given that they're hearing from Deimos rather than the Tidebreaker himself.
Sitting quietly as Remi's voice echoes in his mind to take over, Ronin skimming his fingers across the surface of the water and furrowing his brow. Hadama asked to meet with me recently confirming the same thing, he says with a soft sigh. He mentioned that he and a few others were going to try to make another attempt on the island. I... assume that might have happened, since you called on us? And that it perhaps hadn't gone well, given that they're hearing from Deimos rather than the Tidebreaker himself.
