the baffled king composing hallelujah
"Well, for today you might be the one trying to keep Mateo in mind, so we'll take that however it comes, shall we?" Ronin flashes Maeve a cheeky smile, before he falls quiet to concentrate on manifesting the Virgo constellation that it might be able to heal her up a bit. And the celestial figure does whatever it can, giving a gentle bow of acknowledgement of her thanks before disappearing once more. Ronin shakes out his hands - the tattoos have become a pair of fetching golden shackles throughout the manifestation - and smiles across to the madame.
"You're very welcome. As I said, I could do better, but it's a very flashy bit of work, and it's not the sort of thing the neighbours would appreciate." He chuckles, retrieving his coffee once more and raising his mug as if in a gesture of cheers. "Hopefully you feel a bit more chipper now."
"You're very welcome. As I said, I could do better, but it's a very flashy bit of work, and it's not the sort of thing the neighbours would appreciate." He chuckles, retrieving his coffee once more and raising his mug as if in a gesture of cheers. "Hopefully you feel a bit more chipper now."
