SAFRIN
"You know you never have to kneel to me, Ronin."
She is there like a long-remembered embrace. Starlight suffuses her movements as she appears like a whisper. One hand lowers to tangle into Ronin's thick dark mop of hair as she smiles at the star-map offering. "I see your hands aren't shaking anymore." She notes with a nod towards the precise markings on the parchment.
She is there like a long-remembered embrace. Starlight suffuses her movements as she appears like a whisper. One hand lowers to tangle into Ronin's thick dark mop of hair as she smiles at the star-map offering. "I see your hands aren't shaking anymore." She notes with a nod towards the precise markings on the parchment.
