it's a funny old world

"Mm, maybe there's something to that," Ronin agreed with a smirk on his face. In truth he didn't know what had become of his former friend. Like Loren he had scattered to the wind, it seemed, and Ronin was about beyond looking. True, it was unlike the guildmaster to be that way, but so much had happened, so much had been missed, and in truth the pain of opening that old wound would likely finish him off. No, he could just about manage looking at a future without Vanya. Gazing into the past would do him no good. Carefully hugging his daughter closer, he kissed her forehead and gazed up at the ceiling. "Hey," he said, grinning and shrugging, "if we do die, maybe they'll at least write a cool song about us, huh?" That would be something. It would be even more something if Remi and Ronin were around to hear it. But only time and the eventual conflict would show that outcome. For now, they could relax and leave it for another day. {END} ronin the long and lonesome road