the baffled king composing hallelujah
Ronin meets Cian's gaze, blue on blue, and he considers his next words carefully while the Eye places the sketch back into a drawer. He considers them very carefully... and this is still what he comes out with. "I took a skyboat for a joyride yesterday and it was damaged. I intend to go to the Falling after seeing you here, so I might make amends." It goes without saying that he will be gone for much of the day up on the cliffs. "I thought you ought to know, in case a few angry sky sailors come a'knocking."
With a tight smile, he waits for no reaction and merely continues, stepping back from the desk to address Cian properly. "And I'm also interested in joining the Order, potentially. I was wondering if you might explain to me how the organisation works." He tilts his head. "Unless, of course, you think the Order would be better without me. Believe me when I say I would understand were that the case." Especially given what he's just said.
With a tight smile, he waits for no reaction and merely continues, stepping back from the desk to address Cian properly. "And I'm also interested in joining the Order, potentially. I was wondering if you might explain to me how the organisation works." He tilts his head. "Unless, of course, you think the Order would be better without me. Believe me when I say I would understand were that the case." Especially given what he's just said.
