the things we hold are always the first to go
So what? Is what Ronin wants to say. They shouldn't even be in the Greatwood. They shouldn't even know about me. It's not my fault their mother fucked up so badly in Halo that here is the only place she can be. But of course he says nothing, and partially it's because if he opens his mouth he'll likely throw up the gin he's just thrown back. "I told her it was nothing to do with her," he growls eventually. "I said it was my problem."
He can't be upset they've picked up on it. He can't distance himself without them picking up on it. He can't even go to Stormbreak to give Remi time with his family, because that's not good enough either. At a loss, Ronin merely shakes his head. "Then what do you - their father - want to do about it?" He asks, raising his eyebrows. "Because so far the only thing that seems apparent is that if I can't give you all space, then my feelings have to change. So if you want me to lie for you, I'll lie. I'll do anything for you, you know that."
He's good at lying. To everyone, including himself. But the lie will rot and fester, and it will come out in other ways.
He can't be upset they've picked up on it. He can't distance himself without them picking up on it. He can't even go to Stormbreak to give Remi time with his family, because that's not good enough either. At a loss, Ronin merely shakes his head. "Then what do you - their father - want to do about it?" He asks, raising his eyebrows. "Because so far the only thing that seems apparent is that if I can't give you all space, then my feelings have to change. So if you want me to lie for you, I'll lie. I'll do anything for you, you know that."
He's good at lying. To everyone, including himself. But the lie will rot and fester, and it will come out in other ways.
