RONIN
the white knight
you and I burned out our steam
Holding Flora aloft comfortably, exactly as if they've done this dozens of times, Ronin is honestly more worried about The Sugar Tide drifting off and not staying in place than he is about his own ability; luckily, he'll be able to fly after it if it tries to go on a captainless adventure by itself. Unable not to grin as the Doubletake's flawless theatrics ring out into the sky, swallowed up by the breeze with the clouds as a rapt audience, the Knight ensures he turns his face away from the smashing glass, though he's more than happy to be showered with champagne.
"To The Sugar Tide!" he echoes, beaming and tightening his grip on Flora to take them up a few beats and let her land back upon the deck of the little skyship. "May all who sail on her return home safely," he adds in a slightly softer voice, landing beside her and tucking his wings away, leaning in to kiss Flora's cheek. "Congratulations on her official christening."
"To The Sugar Tide!" he echoes, beaming and tightening his grip on Flora to take them up a few beats and let her land back upon the deck of the little skyship. "May all who sail on her return home safely," he adds in a slightly softer voice, landing beside her and tucking his wings away, leaning in to kiss Flora's cheek. "Congratulations on her official christening."
chasing someone else's dream
