took a fall from a windy height

it was me who wrote onto the wooden door your name

"Oh good. Well I look forward to inadvertently finding out at the least convenient time." During sex, whilst cooking, in the middle of some god-level battle; that would be when they'd likely to come to learn about the extent of their abilities.

'Oh apparently she was in a cocoon." Remi corrects with a laugh that's just as dumbfounded as Ronin's tone. Shaking his head lightly and huffing out a breath that hangs in the air, all he can do is shrug. "Frey, of course. She said that her duties are...to keep things alive and healthy while we ruin everything and fight?" Something to that extent. "But no, she's not actually been given any sort of direction. I told her that she probably should, especially with Torchline just coming into monsoon season." Reaching for one of Ronin's hands, Remi rubs it between his own to try and generate warmth in the Star's fingertips.

"Not surprising, I doubt Frey is going to be as...hands on with tasks or suggestions." Still, that was one more of them. For whatever that was worth.

it'll last there longer than in this body i can stay