RONIN
the white knight
"Ah, I don't think there's any such thing as spoiling them at this age," Ronin objects with a grin as he sweeps the flagstones around the shrine free of dead leaves and withered flowers from older offerings. "How is Soh handling everything? Well, presumably, if you're the one she needs a break from and not the baby." Humour dances in his blue eyes as he speaks, the Knight careful to hop over Zavien's legs to avoid accidentally sweeping him away too.
While Sol lights the candles Sugar keeps watch overhead as a small, pale arc in the sky, the little dragon never one for socialising unless under duress. "Soldiers?" he repeats as he sets the broom aside and goes digging in his pack. "Always. Torchline gets busier every day, and there's always some crooked thing happening in Haulani's underbelly. Any help you want to give would be great - though I will say, new recruits can get spoiled if you dote on them too much."
Getting out a few fresh pillar candles, he sets them up on the shrine as well for Sol to ignite.
While Sol lights the candles Sugar keeps watch overhead as a small, pale arc in the sky, the little dragon never one for socialising unless under duress. "Soldiers?" he repeats as he sets the broom aside and goes digging in his pack. "Always. Torchline gets busier every day, and there's always some crooked thing happening in Haulani's underbelly. Any help you want to give would be great - though I will say, new recruits can get spoiled if you dote on them too much."
Getting out a few fresh pillar candles, he sets them up on the shrine as well for Sol to ignite.
