it feels like we're ready to crack, these days, you and I
Ronin's frown is no less concerned for how softly it appears on his face, and with a sudden, long sigh, he abandons his spatula and their half cooked breakfast to sling both of his arms around Remi. He needs it just for a second, this moment to hold onto the real, solid truth of him before they're thrown into what he's sure will be another world shaking matter. "We can both drop by Wildering House and check if she's home before we go to the shrines?" he suggests.
And depending on the answer there, one of them really ought to be heading north to Hak Etme, whether or not the whatever it was looked on the verge of death. "You could teleport to her if she isn't at home," he says, albeit reluctantly. "Find out what happened up there, whether there were any clues about what that thing was and why it appeared?"
It's all a lot of what-if right now, but the shape of a plan still makes Ronin feel better, even if the details are unclear.
And depending on the answer there, one of them really ought to be heading north to Hak Etme, whether or not the whatever it was looked on the verge of death. "You could teleport to her if she isn't at home," he says, albeit reluctantly. "Find out what happened up there, whether there were any clues about what that thing was and why it appeared?"
It's all a lot of what-if right now, but the shape of a plan still makes Ronin feel better, even if the details are unclear.
when it's just the two of us, only the two of us, I could die
