RONIN
The sea? Ronin knows just the place, and it shows in the bright grin that lights up his expression. He nods, holding Remi just a little closer and pressing a kiss to his temple. "The bar was back where we came from, but there is a stall here that sells mulled cider, so I'll get us some," he murmurs. "I'll get some twine and wire, too, so we can make our not-balls. You just need to provide the feathers."
Leading them forward, it takes only a few moments for the Star to collect all that he needs, and he's walking them away from the Pacifist Plaza and up an incline soon enough. He holds out a mug of steaming cider for Remi to take, the spices scenting the air all around them. "Do you know," he says, "that Stormbreak has skyboats? We can sail off the Falling, and over the sea."
Leading them forward, it takes only a few moments for the Star to collect all that he needs, and he's walking them away from the Pacifist Plaza and up an incline soon enough. He holds out a mug of steaming cider for Remi to take, the spices scenting the air all around them. "Do you know," he says, "that Stormbreak has skyboats? We can sail off the Falling, and over the sea."
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