the baffled king composing hallelujah
Under the weight of her words, Ronin could only stare at his feet.
He frowned, rubbing at his forehead, hearing her out and having to swallow past a lump in his throat. It had been said to him before, that he didn't have a choice but to be something more than what he was now. That for whatever reason he had been marked, chosen, and that the world had a right to expect more of him now than ever before.
Reborn, resurrected, not-man - it didn't matter the name they gave to it. Ronin was no longer just Ronin... and for the first time since his return to life, that actually seemed to sink in.
"I have been rather naive, haven't I?" he said softly, glancing up to find Aoife clambering into Amalia's lap for a cuddle. He smiled warmly at his daughter, taking a long sip of wine.
"Since getting back, I have been trying to continue my life as normal. To grieve Vanya, to learn how to be a father to Aoife, to set up this guild... and it has been wonderful, but it has felt like a charade." He set his cup down, smiling sadly to Amalia. "...Alright. If you want me, you'll have me - in whatever capacity I can give you."
He frowned, rubbing at his forehead, hearing her out and having to swallow past a lump in his throat. It had been said to him before, that he didn't have a choice but to be something more than what he was now. That for whatever reason he had been marked, chosen, and that the world had a right to expect more of him now than ever before.
Reborn, resurrected, not-man - it didn't matter the name they gave to it. Ronin was no longer just Ronin... and for the first time since his return to life, that actually seemed to sink in.
"I have been rather naive, haven't I?" he said softly, glancing up to find Aoife clambering into Amalia's lap for a cuddle. He smiled warmly at his daughter, taking a long sip of wine.
"Since getting back, I have been trying to continue my life as normal. To grieve Vanya, to learn how to be a father to Aoife, to set up this guild... and it has been wonderful, but it has felt like a charade." He set his cup down, smiling sadly to Amalia. "...Alright. If you want me, you'll have me - in whatever capacity I can give you."
