RONIN
Ronin gasps as if he's offended (he absolutely isn't); in fact, since Remi has been around properly again, the Star actually looks put together. His stubble is more fashionable than bedraggled, his hair has as much style as I rubbed some water on it and slept usually gets, and there's a brightness to his eyes that has never been seen by Stormbreak before. Tightening his grip around Remi, he steers them towards the meat cart - he can practically see the Lullaby salivating.
"That can be a game for later," Ronin says of 'hanging baubles on his tree', not that he has the foggiest idea what it might mean. They'll find out. He nods to the vendor, ordering two of whatever it is he's selling, before grinning and leaning in to playfully snap his teeth next to Remi's ear.
"I am rough and rugged on the inside," he all but purrs to him, blue eyes flicking up to see if he can find any other shops about that might sell balls. The hanging kind.
"That can be a game for later," Ronin says of 'hanging baubles on his tree', not that he has the foggiest idea what it might mean. They'll find out. He nods to the vendor, ordering two of whatever it is he's selling, before grinning and leaning in to playfully snap his teeth next to Remi's ear.
"I am rough and rugged on the inside," he all but purrs to him, blue eyes flicking up to see if he can find any other shops about that might sell balls. The hanging kind.
one more wish for you
