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"I'm not sure that's quite how it works, Remi... but you're right about one thing - our blood does all come out red." Ronin smiled over his mug at Remi - the fact that the drink was fantastically strong and already had him feeling a bit muzzy did not in any way prevent him from having more. It tasted as good as it burned, what could he say? And, true to his barbarian nature, he snorted at Remi's insistence that the berries were a garnish. "They'll add to the flavour from inside my mouth just as good as they will floating around in the drink, won't they?" He shrugged his shoulders and flashed the other man a crooked grin, one that fell away as Remi spoke again. Ronin took a more measured sip of his drink before setting his mug down, regarding his friend carefully. "Thank you," he murmured, "for not lying and saying you were fine. It's what I would have done, and that... didn't go well for me in the end, back in Northaven. Is there anything I can do? Anything you want to talk about?" ronin begin again, as the storm