we shall heal our wounds, collect our dead
Ronin has the great pleasure of watching Kai sip Sohalia's drink first, and the soldier's reaction has him pausing with his own Blue Torcher halfway to his lips. "I've never seen such a good advertisement for a drink," he confesses with a grin, before taking a (much more measured than previously intended) drink of it himself. "Actually," he says, laughing, "it's really good when you get a heads up to brace for it."
Kai's is positively delicate in comparison, Ronin humming his approval as well and inclining his head to the other man. "That's almost too easy to drink," he says; the fizz of the soda water definitely makes it dangerously refreshing. "I'll vote for Kai's, then Soh's, and then my own."
At that point chaos bursts through the front door all at once, the Knight's eyes widening a fraction as he rises to his feet, cocktails abandoned. "I've got the food," he says, waving a greeting to Mumford's sons and starting to direct them to where they can set down platters and begin to organise the food.
Ronin votes Kai, Soh, then himself, and helps with the catering!
Kai's is positively delicate in comparison, Ronin humming his approval as well and inclining his head to the other man. "That's almost too easy to drink," he says; the fizz of the soda water definitely makes it dangerously refreshing. "I'll vote for Kai's, then Soh's, and then my own."
At that point chaos bursts through the front door all at once, the Knight's eyes widening a fraction as he rises to his feet, cocktails abandoned. "I've got the food," he says, waving a greeting to Mumford's sons and starting to direct them to where they can set down platters and begin to organise the food.
Ronin votes Kai, Soh, then himself, and helps with the catering!
THE WHITE KNIGHT
and continue fighting
