[Training] addicted to pain

ronin A man unwilling to fight for what he wants deserves what he gets Even though he ought to have known it to be the case, it was still a mighty relief to know that Roana's thick skin would protect her from the jibes and insults of a population who only half understood her intentions. His smile was sunny at her reassurance, Ronin nodding only to... well. To blush furiously at her comments about the guards' changing rooms. "Come on now," he chided, laughing and shaking his head. Whether true or not it certainly wasn't attention that Ronin realised he was garnering. Luckily, talk of the Voice, of her weakness and a potential way to bind her was a much more pressing conversation, and as he finally slowed to a walk into the settlement, Ronin nodded. "When I next see Safrin, I'll tell her. Maybe we can put your idea in place." He smiled. "But for now, I have an appointment with a bathtub full of ice. Thanks, Roana. For training with me."