star guardian

RONIN if there's one thing i'm good at, it's surviving Ronin smiled too, as Remi spoke, but it didn't really reach his eyes. So much loss, indeed... He shook it off as the alchemist placed his daughter down, Ronin moving from his chair so he could crouch on his knees and hold his arms out for her. "She still has Felix, at least. If I had lost everything, I'd be alright knowing Aoife was here." Beaming at her as she crawled and scooted her way over, he swept her into his arms and cuddled her close. "Another visit?" Ronin's tone was sharp and he was indeed scowling, though it looked rather less intimidating with his cheek pressed against Aoife's curls. "...If you need anything from me, you know where I am." Because he was not Remi's keeper, and he couldn't keep insisting that the other man was strong if it didn't let him do things alone. He arched an eyebrow, though, as Remi let slip a little about the nature of what he was asking, but Ronin knew better than to press matters. So, smiling secretly to himself, he merely sat and savoured the moment of quiet with his family. {END}