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"Hey now, Doctor Hart. We are on an adventurous mission to commandeer a skyboat, enough about my wood," Ronin drawls, easily finding the uplift in conversation with inevitable sex jokes. He deigns to comment on Molly's however, knowing the place a little too intimately to want to think about it when he's supposed to be a pilot. And whilst the mood continues to bob along nicely, perhaps the Star does hold onto Tobi a little more securely; a gesture of reassurance, of apology for those who fell here at the cliffs. "If you ever want to talk about what happened, I can lend an ear. I know sometimes it's easier to talk about things with someone with some distance from the situation." He won't push more than that, of course - because he's still a stranger, and Ronin is as guilty as anyone else of bottling up his feelings. Speaking of which, he follows her gaze down at his dazzle and smiles. "Hang on." He taps into the easiest source of emotion, of course, letting his thoughts drift to those he loves the most, to Remi and to Mateo. And the soft glow of excitement becomes a bright pulse of affection, illuminating the area enough to make out masts and prows in a scene similar enough to Torchline that it makes the Star's breath catch. "Wow," he whispers. TALIESIN they said it's all been done but they haven't seen the best of me