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"Big and strong, but hopefully a bit smarter." Ronin winks at Saiden. Smarter might mean a number of things, and among them was definitely cautious, but if this was Remi and Ronin's son, Mateo didn't really stand a chance in that department. He watches the sailor with the baby with a sense of quiet relaxation, of being able to let his guard down a bit, knowing the boy was in safe hands. Still, it's with an edge of sadness that the conversation moves on, Ronin shooting his friend a rather withering look, but understanding nonetheless. "Even with one eye, you're a striking sort of guy, Saiden," he drawls, as if the Hali might have missed that fact. "Just let the wind blow you where it might. You never know what - or who - might drop in your lap." RONIN Darkness is a funny thing. It creeps up on you.