the baffled king composing hallelujah
Ronin does indeed find interest in Sugar's snowy, fiery and cloud-breathing cousins, though he isn't so sure that his companion will feel the same about it. She tends to be frosty, ironically enough. His head tipped back, snowflakes fall on his face and settle in his eyelashes, and he grins as Lena gives the treat a toss into the air.
One of the wyrms trills and twists to catch it, and a flurry of snowfall dances down around them. Naturally, more begin to writhe and gather in the same patch of sky after that, expectant of more morsels. "Food motivated," Ronin notes with a bob of his eyebrows.
Nodding gently to hear that Lena has been keeping busy, Ronin finds himself pleased to hear it even if it's only in the name of politeness. "Oh - actually," he says suddenly, smiling across at her, "there might be something. Remi mentioned that you have a vial of Ascended fluid - would I be able to use it? I am working on something with Safrin. I might be able to use your help again later, too..."
One of the wyrms trills and twists to catch it, and a flurry of snowfall dances down around them. Naturally, more begin to writhe and gather in the same patch of sky after that, expectant of more morsels. "Food motivated," Ronin notes with a bob of his eyebrows.
Nodding gently to hear that Lena has been keeping busy, Ronin finds himself pleased to hear it even if it's only in the name of politeness. "Oh - actually," he says suddenly, smiling across at her, "there might be something. Remi mentioned that you have a vial of Ascended fluid - would I be able to use it? I am working on something with Safrin. I might be able to use your help again later, too..."
