the baffled king composing hallelujah
Oh yes, she would receive a friendly shove for that, Ronin flashing her a shit eating grin and finally pushing off the railings to meander back into the centre of the bridge. "It sounds as though you might be a good influence on Ludo," he said softly - in his limited experience (and that heard from Remi) he had not gotten a favourable impression of death's messenger.
Raising his eyebrows as she waxed poetic for a moment, Ronin folded his arms across his chest. "A former captain of the Storm Guard, pitying herself alone on a bridge? Well, not entirely alone. But still." He tutted her. "Pull yourself together, Steadman. You don't get up in the morning to make friends, do you? You get up to do the right thing. And you are invited to my wedding, and I full expect you to be there. Now come on - too much time alone obviously has your head muddled. Let's get a drink."
Raising his eyebrows as she waxed poetic for a moment, Ronin folded his arms across his chest. "A former captain of the Storm Guard, pitying herself alone on a bridge? Well, not entirely alone. But still." He tutted her. "Pull yourself together, Steadman. You don't get up in the morning to make friends, do you? You get up to do the right thing. And you are invited to my wedding, and I full expect you to be there. Now come on - too much time alone obviously has your head muddled. Let's get a drink."
