the baffled king composing hallelujah
"No, I suppose it wouldn't." Ronin grins to Sunjata, patting at Mateo's back and seeming unsurprised when his son spits up on his shoulder. It's something you learn to simply get used to, after a while. "Oh? Well, with you having just gotten married, I'll have to give Nate all the excuses in the world to dote on you." He winks, cleaning Mateo up and settling him in his arms again when he's all finished. The babe seems more interested in his own feet than their conversation, so... that's good, Ronin supposes.
The Flood's response has the Star shooting him a lopsided smile, and he tips him a wink that suggests that he will do just fine at the Governor thing. "If you had sounded completely confident I'd have worried about you," he says. "Just do your best. And if you ever get in over your head... I'm sure we'll conveniently be back in time to help."
They usually were.
~FIN
The Flood's response has the Star shooting him a lopsided smile, and he tips him a wink that suggests that he will do just fine at the Governor thing. "If you had sounded completely confident I'd have worried about you," he says. "Just do your best. And if you ever get in over your head... I'm sure we'll conveniently be back in time to help."
They usually were.
~FIN
