RONIN
THE DARK STAR
In his dream, Ronin has just fallen spectacularly off his nimbus and is about to crash into the ground in what will be, he understands, a fantastically painful experience. Before he can splatter on the earth, however, he jolts awake with an undignified flail. Blue eyes blink sleepily around at the place where he's nodded off - even so soon, he's become accustomed to the drab walls of his bunk in the Dragon's Nest - and then, of course, his gaze lands on Tobi.
"I left the medical bay," he says, like it's a protest and she's about to tell him off. Squinting and rubbing at his cheek where his rings have imprinted marks from leaning against his hand, he lets out a long and sleepy sigh. "I got lost." It's a terrible follow up, and he shrugs at Tobi helplessly. "Would you mind showing me the way out? Or... did you need me for something else?" The haziness clears from his eyes somewhat, realising that if she is here, of all people, then something bad might have happened to the Spyglass he's just brought out of a coma.
"I left the medical bay," he says, like it's a protest and she's about to tell him off. Squinting and rubbing at his cheek where his rings have imprinted marks from leaning against his hand, he lets out a long and sleepy sigh. "I got lost." It's a terrible follow up, and he shrugs at Tobi helplessly. "Would you mind showing me the way out? Or... did you need me for something else?" The haziness clears from his eyes somewhat, realising that if she is here, of all people, then something bad might have happened to the Spyglass he's just brought out of a coma.
now don’t you lose hope
I swear I never dream that we’re alone
I swear I still believe but I don’t know
