I will fight the end
It was with wariness, while not necessarily reluctance, that Ronin led the Launceleyn upstairs to continue the tour; the guildmaster glanced up to spy a small, pale reptile keeping sentinel. Sugar had been subdued since after the blight, and he wasn’t going to push her, though he knew she was curious at least about Astra. Leading them along the mezzanine to show similar preparations that had been made, he nodded at Loren’s preparations. ”Wise. With Remi’s creation magic - and the rest - I guess we haven’t been as vigilant with our stockpiles. It’s a good idea though.”
Pausing along the corridor, as if seized by the questions that would no longer be appeased by small talk, Ronin flicked his gaze up to meet the Launceleyn’s eyes. ”After our conversation why did you go and see him? Why did you tell him you still had feelings for him? What did you want to achieve with it all?” Just to say it? Such a thing seemed unlikely.
Pausing along the corridor, as if seized by the questions that would no longer be appeased by small talk, Ronin flicked his gaze up to meet the Launceleyn’s eyes. ”After our conversation why did you go and see him? Why did you tell him you still had feelings for him? What did you want to achieve with it all?” Just to say it? Such a thing seemed unlikely.
'til the end is here
