RONIN
THE WHITE KNIGHT
"I'm certain you're right," Ronin says, his smile a little sharper despite his best efforts, "but I'd really rather not test the theory just now." Better for Vai to come to Wildering House to work her magic on their children. You know, on neutral ground. Ronin might even be able to stomach collapsing back at the Northaven for a nap or two that way - or whatever else his Leafchange-addled mind thinks it might be able to accomplish with Remi during that time.
Feeling more settled now that he gets to pull The Northaven and rest easy in the knowledge that all those he cherishes are safe inside it, he grins and stands ready for the Great Twin Swap, a feat that involves more tentacles than it really ought to, though the Knight isn't complaining for once. "What's really insulting is they never even seem to want the same thing," he agrees through a quiet laugh, carefully exchanging one baby for the other, along with the bottle he'd been offended by.
"Well," he says, "if nothing else he can be squished against his brother soon enough when I go to swim us inland." Glancing to Remi as the baby he'd swapped out immediately settles in the Bastion's arms, Ronin is too relieved to even be offended, huffing out a sigh.
"And how about you?" he asks his son, making a gentle offering with the bottle. "I promise, in this household food is almost like another deity."
Feeling more settled now that he gets to pull The Northaven and rest easy in the knowledge that all those he cherishes are safe inside it, he grins and stands ready for the Great Twin Swap, a feat that involves more tentacles than it really ought to, though the Knight isn't complaining for once. "What's really insulting is they never even seem to want the same thing," he agrees through a quiet laugh, carefully exchanging one baby for the other, along with the bottle he'd been offended by.
"Well," he says, "if nothing else he can be squished against his brother soon enough when I go to swim us inland." Glancing to Remi as the baby he'd swapped out immediately settles in the Bastion's arms, Ronin is too relieved to even be offended, huffing out a sigh.
"And how about you?" he asks his son, making a gentle offering with the bottle. "I promise, in this household food is almost like another deity."
now don’t you lose hope
I swear I never dream that we’re alone
I swear I still believe but I don’t know
