I will fight the end
Dutifully rising to his feet and offering a gentle nod of understanding to his goddess, Ronin can't help but feel the tension in his muscles unspool at the sound of Safrin's voice in earnest. Had it really been so long since he'd last been in her presence? Perhaps that is where the apprehension has come from - he doesn't know, truthfully.
But he glances up to hear her out, a soft smile curling at his lips, and as Deimos speaks up he gazes across to the other man as if seeing him for the first time, resisting the urge to raise his hand in a wave. It isn't really the time, he supposes.
"You are very generous," he murmurs to Safrin, "but I am content with the scars I bear. If you would bestow your mercy on anyone, I would beg it be given to Remi." Plainly said, he doesn't expect her to even entertain the idea (and even if it weren't for her opinion of the Lullaby, why would she? He doesn't belong to her).
"But if not, it is enough to be able to stand in your presence again. You have been missed."
But he glances up to hear her out, a soft smile curling at his lips, and as Deimos speaks up he gazes across to the other man as if seeing him for the first time, resisting the urge to raise his hand in a wave. It isn't really the time, he supposes.
"You are very generous," he murmurs to Safrin, "but I am content with the scars I bear. If you would bestow your mercy on anyone, I would beg it be given to Remi." Plainly said, he doesn't expect her to even entertain the idea (and even if it weren't for her opinion of the Lullaby, why would she? He doesn't belong to her).
"But if not, it is enough to be able to stand in your presence again. You have been missed."
'til the end is here
