[PQ] Dionysus Reborn

ronin A man unwilling to fight for what he wants deserves what he gets Ronin was happy to let Bastien lift the mood, having nestled a touch closer to his lady as she grieved the loss of her family. It was something he promised to rectify as soon as possible; perhaps very soon indeed if Safrin was looking down upon them. Allowing himself to be drawn into tales as lewd as they were fanciful, Ronin was soon making merry himself and giving his share of stories. His were mostly drunken escapades rather than lost loves or tumbles in and out of bed, but they were entertaining enough. It was a good thing Vanya wasn't drinking, in the long run, because Ronin would need her help to get home. He weaved out of the 'church' with his arm slung around her, waving goodbye to his new friend (and old one) exaggeratedly, despite the fact that they were mere feet away.