RONIN
Content enough that Jyoti and Sugar could amuse each other, Ronin gave his full attention over to Amalia in the hope that their continued conversation would successfully break the ice, so to speak. Aoife seemed to be the best topic for it, and Ronin was more than happy to speak about his daughter. He nodded to Amalia, wondering already what kind of trouble Remi was getting up to with Aoife in tow. "Yes, he is. We take it in turns to get up with her - this morning I got some time with Sugar instead."
Smiling fondly over his shoulder at the dragonling, his eyes widened a fraction at the news that she would teach him some basic recipes. "Thank you very much," he said cheerfully. "Don't get me wrong - I'm no baker myself. But if you can just teach me how not to burn a few things, I can get by in a pinch."
Smiling fondly over his shoulder at the dragonling, his eyes widened a fraction at the news that she would teach him some basic recipes. "Thank you very much," he said cheerfully. "Don't get me wrong - I'm no baker myself. But if you can just teach me how not to burn a few things, I can get by in a pinch."
