RONIN
the darkstar
And stuff his face he does; Ronin's gratitude comes in the form of a very muffled 'ank 'oo from around half a scone, and he drops back to chat and eat with the workers after casting Sera a bright wave. He and the Artificer might even be considered friends at this point, and that's something so quaint and ordinary that he can't help but be thoroughly enamored by the idea. A new friend in times like these is more of a blessing than he can articulate.
Then Amalia calls him over and he listens to her instructions like any dutiful soldier, even offering her a lazy salute (given, granted, around a scone) as she sets them to work. "I can do that!" he says, beckoning for some of the other workers to follow him as he goes to check the integrity of the wall with just his eyeballs and his hands. He doesn't wait for the very wise Artificer's input. Don't be ridiculous.
Ronin does as he's told!
Then Amalia calls him over and he listens to her instructions like any dutiful soldier, even offering her a lazy salute (given, granted, around a scone) as she sets them to work. "I can do that!" he says, beckoning for some of the other workers to follow him as he goes to check the integrity of the wall with just his eyeballs and his hands. He doesn't wait for the very wise Artificer's input. Don't be ridiculous.
Ronin does as he's told!
