birthday wishes

RONIN if there's one thing i'm good at, it's surviving Whether or not Amalia was strong enough to lift Aoife mattered not to the girl - she squealed delightedly as the qilin tail curled about her and did its best to pull her up from the ground. Naturally, she squirmed and raised her little arms and did her best to be as awkward as possible - Ronin smirked as he watched the two of them. Any kind of sunshine that had dawned in his expression, however, disappeared again entirely at the prospect that he had ever intended anything he had said and done while blighted. ”Of course I didn’t mean it,” he said, horrified. ”Being blighted was like watching myself from behind glass. Nothing I tried made a difference, until those roses.” Rubbing at his forehead, he gave Amalia a sad smile. ”But I’m still sorry for it, and any hurt I ever caused.” As for his kingship... Some tension in the guildmaster snapped and he relaxed as Amalia spoke - not because he was happy about what she was saying, but because there was no bad blood between them as a result of it. ”I get jealous of you too,” he confessed. ”You, Remi, Deimos, Jigano... all of you who continued to grow, to hone your skills... Everyone lauds me as some sort of demigod. You can’t imagine how weak I was when I fell out of the sky. How weak I still am, compared to the man who left.”