we shall heal our wounds, collect our dead
Unable to help himself, Ronin lets out a warm laugh at the memory. It feels like a different time, a different him to have arranged that particular training session, the Knight giving a sheepish shrug of his shoulders and rubbing at the back of his neck. "Those were the days," he agrees. "I miss when that was the most I had to worry about. Training regimes, practice dummies, asking Remi if he knew how to make fireworks..." Sighing, it's with fondness in his expression that he turns back to Theea - and at any tidbit of information about Ashe, his attention seems to sharpen.
"Well that's a silly thing for her to think," he says, quiet but genuine in his affectionate admonishment. "Especially if she's alone. But... I know your mother, and if she doesn't want to be found, nothing will move her until she decides she's ready. If you see her, though... feel free to pass on our love, yeah?"
Huffing out a long sigh, Ronin does his best to shake off the cobwebs of the past to glance back around at the soon-to-be training arena. At Theea's casual addition about punching her roommate in the face, he barks out a laugh. "That doesn't sound like a good way to make friends. You want me to give you a few pointers? Since we're here and all."
"Well that's a silly thing for her to think," he says, quiet but genuine in his affectionate admonishment. "Especially if she's alone. But... I know your mother, and if she doesn't want to be found, nothing will move her until she decides she's ready. If you see her, though... feel free to pass on our love, yeah?"
Huffing out a long sigh, Ronin does his best to shake off the cobwebs of the past to glance back around at the soon-to-be training arena. At Theea's casual addition about punching her roommate in the face, he barks out a laugh. "That doesn't sound like a good way to make friends. You want me to give you a few pointers? Since we're here and all."
THE WHITE KNIGHT
and continue fighting
