you've long seen your downfall, spelled out in another's bones
"I don't think any of us have much choice right now," Ronin says softly, apologetically, reaching out without looking at the Flood to grip his shoulder, squeezing it gently. With his other hand he smoothly knocks back his whiskey and orders another - advising the barman to leave the bottle, in fact. He has a feeling they'll need it, even if they have to race their own metabolism to feel even a little buzzed these days.
Hearing that the void is especially deadly to those previously infected is news to the Knight, though, and he glances across at Sunjata without thinking. "I suppose that'd apply to me now too, then?" he guesses, letting out a hard sigh that blows a lock of dark hair up off his forehead. "I don't either," he confesses, on the damage front. "And it's the water that's coming up next. But you won't die." He sounds very certain about that.
"If I have to go down there and get you myself, you'll be coming back from that island. I've not used any of Vi's gifts so far this year. I'll be on the shoreline waiting." And it sickens him even to say it.
At mention of Dahlia, though, his gaze darkens and drops to the polished countertop. "I don't know," he confesses. "But I do know she'll jump on Flora the second we do anything right now. Unless you can think of a way to get her behind that barrier, Remi and I are birds with our wings clipped. And even if she does go, she puts a lot of other people in danger by doing it." He rubs at his eyes.
"I'm sorry," he mutters. "For what it's worth, I want to go."
Hearing that the void is especially deadly to those previously infected is news to the Knight, though, and he glances across at Sunjata without thinking. "I suppose that'd apply to me now too, then?" he guesses, letting out a hard sigh that blows a lock of dark hair up off his forehead. "I don't either," he confesses, on the damage front. "And it's the water that's coming up next. But you won't die." He sounds very certain about that.
"If I have to go down there and get you myself, you'll be coming back from that island. I've not used any of Vi's gifts so far this year. I'll be on the shoreline waiting." And it sickens him even to say it.
At mention of Dahlia, though, his gaze darkens and drops to the polished countertop. "I don't know," he confesses. "But I do know she'll jump on Flora the second we do anything right now. Unless you can think of a way to get her behind that barrier, Remi and I are birds with our wings clipped. And even if she does go, she puts a lot of other people in danger by doing it." He rubs at his eyes.
"I'm sorry," he mutters. "For what it's worth, I want to go."
RONIN
