[PQ] we'll be counting stars

More than happy to go and collect firewood with Amalia, Ronin was quietly pleased that his idea had met with such approval - and he of course agreed that the lantern would look best hanging over the firepit. He collected enough kindling to feed the fire for a long while after it was built, just in case they decided to stay for a while, before flopping down on the blankets before the shrine to hear the baker out. "A fine idea," he murmured, already taking up a piece of parchment and a stick of charcoal. His sketch was rough and he had to shade it by firelight, but anyone glancing across would be able to see it for what it was. A mop of dark curls, round cheeks and a joyful smile, Aoife gazed up from the parchment with starlit eyes. Beneath, Ronin jotted a small and simple message - for Safrin and for the mother of his child. She says hello. Swallowing hard, he folded the paper once and let it join the rest in the flames. ronin begin again, as the storm