[SWE] Where Angels Fear to Tread

 

R O N I N

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"One better?" Ronin felt a familiar lopsided smile spreading across his face, and he reached out to clap Koel on the shoulder. "I'm sure there will be plenty to oversee in just a short while. But for now, thank you. This place might be a nightmare, but at least there are plenty of good people to rely on." The inference, of course, that Koel was one of them. While the eagle got things in order, Ronin let himself get properly distracted by the appearance of the ex-captain before him - and his wife, apparently.

He stood stunned for a few moments before etiquette reminded him not to gawk, the baron (or was he, anymore?) ducking into a swift bow before Enya. "A pleasure to make your acquaintance," he said. "I only wish that it were under better circumstances... and... wait. Am I to believe that you were both..." Dead sounded blunt, but that didn't make it any less true. "Er... passed on, before now?" His head was beginning to hurt, trying to puzzle all of this out, but he still found the smile on his face. Seeing old faces (and new ones) after so long... he had no idea what was going on here, but it couldn't necessarily be bad if this was happening, right?

Meanwhile, Koel was organising volunteers to check out the area closest around them, and Ronin glanced from the Overseer back to Moses-Joel and nodded to him. "I think you deserve some time with your wife," he murmured. "We have a lot to talk about. But we ought to find safety first, no? I'll keep order here while Koel scouts this place out."

With that, Ronin left the couple to help continue to organise their group while others went to scout.