it's fine to fake it 'till you make it
A comet streak of something lights up Safrin's face for a moment in response to Ronin's surprise. It's perhaps a species close to amusement and satisfaction, but there's something decidedly feline and luxurious in the expression as well. 'That remains to be seen.' The goddess replies with a shrug that doesn't breach the surface of the water, but sends small ripples out. "It sounds like she tried to lean fairly heavily on her connections with you, and with Remi." She continues, dark eyes fixed upon Ronin.
'It sounds as though she believed her divine relations would have been more than enough to win her the crown. Not only was it not enough...it seemed to have a negative impact." Safrin lets this thought stretch out between them, wondering if Ronin's words or his body will breach the distance first.
'It sounds as though she believed her divine relations would have been more than enough to win her the crown. Not only was it not enough...it seemed to have a negative impact." Safrin lets this thought stretch out between them, wondering if Ronin's words or his body will breach the distance first.
'till you do. 'till it's true.
