and on to the glory at my right hand
Unfortunately Ronin can't offer sugarcoating to his daughter, not in the current political climate. With war on the horizon, she deserves to know everything, however difficult and unpleasant it might be. "Any time," he murmurs in response to her thanks, reaching out to muss up her dark hair before settling back. He smiles to the waitress when she comes to take their plates, leaving them to nurse their hot cocoa and continue the conversation.
And my, what a conversation it is. Ronin almost chokes on his drink, arching an eyebrow at Seren before promptly remembering what Remi had mentioned back in Stormbreak when they'd still been living there. "Of course he did," he grumbles, rubbing at his forehead and huffing out a laugh that's also a sigh. "For the record though, it's not something I really wanted to talk to you about. But since we're on the subject now, it's best to make sure. Do you know how sex works, Seren? And how not to end up accidentally having twins like Hotaru did?"
And my, what a conversation it is. Ronin almost chokes on his drink, arching an eyebrow at Seren before promptly remembering what Remi had mentioned back in Stormbreak when they'd still been living there. "Of course he did," he grumbles, rubbing at his forehead and huffing out a laugh that's also a sigh. "For the record though, it's not something I really wanted to talk to you about. But since we're on the subject now, it's best to make sure. Do you know how sex works, Seren? And how not to end up accidentally having twins like Hotaru did?"
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