I shouldn't laugh, but I know I'm a failure in your eyes
"It's true," Ronin concedes. "All the best people I've ever met have been on beaches. Maybe that's what keeps Remi and I coming back to Torchline." Yes, the region has left as many scars as it has smiles, and their debut into the islands had been nothing short of traumatic. And yet here they are, with his daughter as Queen and no shortage of memories to draw upon; it really isn't surprising that he can call the sand and surf home.
Unashamedly glad that Vanya allows him to get his apology out in full, Ronin doesn't so much feel the tightness in his chest ease, but the years-old knots of grief and guilt do soften a bit. And it's enough, for now. It's a start. "It's my anniversary and I'll say sorry if I want to," he protests quietly, a boyish smile sneaking across his face, calloused fingers squeezing her hand in return.
Shoes off though, she says, and its with a brief, blank look of surprise on the Knight's face that he finally realises what she means. With a scoff of laughter, he deposits the wine bottle in the sand (keeping his glass, duh) and follows her instructions, rolling up his pant legs until he can splash into the surf alongside her.
"Do they not have wind and waves in Mort's halls?" he wonders, grinning as a particularly playful wave splashes against their shins.
Unashamedly glad that Vanya allows him to get his apology out in full, Ronin doesn't so much feel the tightness in his chest ease, but the years-old knots of grief and guilt do soften a bit. And it's enough, for now. It's a start. "It's my anniversary and I'll say sorry if I want to," he protests quietly, a boyish smile sneaking across his face, calloused fingers squeezing her hand in return.
Shoes off though, she says, and its with a brief, blank look of surprise on the Knight's face that he finally realises what she means. With a scoff of laughter, he deposits the wine bottle in the sand (keeping his glass, duh) and follows her instructions, rolling up his pant legs until he can splash into the surf alongside her.
"Do they not have wind and waves in Mort's halls?" he wonders, grinning as a particularly playful wave splashes against their shins.
RONIN
