dead end

"I have sensitive skin," Ronin informs her with a tilt of his chin, looking every inch a baron for a moment or so, before it melts back into a cheeky smile. "C'mon now, don't get soft on me. I've got a hero complex as long as Torchline's beaches. I can't say no." He winks, absently reaching out with his good hand to catch the cap from the traitor-water she's been using, offering it back to her once she's done rubbing it into his wounds. Every darkness has a shard of light, it seems, and for this particular conversation it's Seren. Ronin's smile softens into something warm and genuine, and he seems to relax into his seat. "Thank you for saying so," he murmurs. "I have missed a lot of her life, and I know that I can't make up for that. So I am doing my best now." She ties off the bandage and Ronin nudges her gently, rising to his feet. "You're bad enough," he says with a smirk, as if that's a good way to cheer her up. And then, because he's a hugger, Ronin leans in to draw her into an embrace. "Look after yourself until I get this sorted out, yeah? I'll see you soon." ~FIN taliesin a long and lonesome road