eye to eye

"I think that is between Sunjata and whoever he shares his bed with," Ronin says quietly, careful not to offer up any information about the situation even if Cian might already be privy to it. "One would think that we are not the only ones who are keeping an eye on the situation, to be sure." Gods, he means, if it wasn't so obvious. And given that he tangles with them on a regular basis, Ronin is quite happy to keep his nose out of a deity's business until he's invited in. Meaning? Ronin chews at the inside of his cheek and settles in his chair, draining the last of his whiskey and setting the glass down. "Maybe nothing at all," he confesses. "I suppose just from the outside looking in, I'm not sure of our overall plan of attack. That's not to say that I don't think we have one. Perhaps I just need to be a little more present than I have been." RONIN Darkness is a funny thing. It creeps up on you.