little white lies

RONIN if there's one thing i'm good at, it's surviving "It has its perks," Ronin says with a small smile, and with a pulse of willpower, he conjures his astral self to walk on Sera's other side, reaching out to offer to carry anything she's bought whilst out shopping. The Star directs his projection to walk a few paces ahead after that, as if to make it less weird for her to technically have to stroll along with two of him. Scoffing out a laugh, Ronin nods his fervent agreement with her about that. "You know what, you're absolutely right. Lying could have gone either way." The playful nudge with an elbow is everything else he needs to relax, and tension seems to bleed out of Ronin's shoulders. "Well I'm certainly glad you're in agreement," he murmurs. "What brings you out in the snow this morning? Or rather, what did you buy?" Because shopping is absolutely the reason why she's out, that much is clear.