Housemates

”As am I.” Ronin smiled, disappearing briefly back into the kitchen and returning a moment later with two teacups - he planned to take one up to Remi - and one of Amalia’s sweet pastries (that, however, was all for Ronin). Providing Sam didn’t stop him, the guildmaster would slump to sit down beside the Ascended, reaching out to fill the cups with the boiling water so that the tea leaves could steep. Sam’s question, while admittedly tactless, was not entirely unexpected. ”Not yet,” he said of meeting any other recovered blighted. He was still hopeful, though, that as time passed the others who had shown symptoms would also find themselves feeling better. As for how it had felt... ”I don’t know if it was the same for everyone, but for me it was like... watching myself, from far away. And there was nothing I could do about it. The world lost all of its colour. It was awful.” ronypony it's always nice to make an impression