dig a little deeper

ronin A man unwilling to fight for what he wants deserves what he gets Grand, news was already getting around. Ronin smiled weakly at Phoebe and waved her off as if to tell her the pomp wasn't necessary, pulling his feet from the waters so he could stroll on the soft grass to greet her properly. "Just Ronin has worked between us so far. Why fix what isn't broken?" he asked with a grin, before turning to crouch down before the little dragon. "Hello, Pim," he greeted brightly in return. "You're getting big, aren't you? If only you could teach Sugar your secrets." Alas, he thought his beloved little ice queen was destined to be a shoulder surfer forever. "I was hoping, actually, that I might be able to learn about the blight from you," he said (to Phoebe again this time), straightening up and burying his hands in his pockets. "I remember you mentioning before the wedding, that you were going to study it. I wondered what you had found?"