eye to eye

Ronin doesn't really have anything to say to that, and the way he spreads his hands suggests that he knows he's far too close to at least one of the places named (Torchline, duh) to be able to give an opinion that isn't riddled with bias. "Would you advocate his stepping down, then?" he wonders, tilting his head at the Eye. Cian is certainly more than he seems, and Ronin honestly can't say whether the man is capable of engineering such a feat. But he wouldn't put it past him. Still, even considering the whole mess holistically is enough to make his head pound, at least for now. "Before angering any of them, I'd like to make sure that Stormbreak has its own house in order," he remarks, somewhat slowly. "Not that I don't think it does. I just don't know enough about it to be able to suggest throwing spanners in the works elsewhere." There's time to learn that, though, especially now that he's part of the club. RONIN Darkness is a funny thing. It creeps up on you.