you've long seen your downfall, spelled out in another's bones
Ronin senses Sunjata sink onto the stool beside him and, like his friend, he doesn't turn his head - not yet, not until he knows it's safe. Reaching out, though, he does clink his glass companionably against the Flood's in a toast, waiting until they've both taken another steadying sip of whiskey before his blue eyes flick across towards him. Wincing, glancing away, and then looking back, he lets out a long, tired sigh and scoffs a gentle laugh. "It isn't. You should feel privileged," he tells him with a lopsided smile.
But of course there's something up - Ronin doesn't try to hide it, not when they both know he's not likely to have come for shits and giggles. Not with the world in the state that it's in. "You heard Vox's latest broadcast?" It sounds more like a statement than a question. "Remi and I were considering trying to join Deimos in the next level of Starfall, but... we couldn't convince Flora to go into Haulani where it's safe. And now with Dahlia more dangerous than ever, we can't risk her making good on her threat."
Which has left everyone at a loss. "You're one of the strongest out of us. And I know it's unfair, but I came to ask if you'd take our place."
But of course there's something up - Ronin doesn't try to hide it, not when they both know he's not likely to have come for shits and giggles. Not with the world in the state that it's in. "You heard Vox's latest broadcast?" It sounds more like a statement than a question. "Remi and I were considering trying to join Deimos in the next level of Starfall, but... we couldn't convince Flora to go into Haulani where it's safe. And now with Dahlia more dangerous than ever, we can't risk her making good on her threat."
Which has left everyone at a loss. "You're one of the strongest out of us. And I know it's unfair, but I came to ask if you'd take our place."
RONIN
