when you wish

please just don't forget me Ronin straightened up, his expression innocently puzzled as she waved away his attempts at etiquette, leaving him feeling strangely awkward. She was the goddess and he had literally been plucked out of the stars by her hand. Surely that meant... it meant... But then Safrin spoke and his blue eyes widened, Ronin gazing down at his hands as if expecting them to suddenly burst with magic or something. Not quite a man...certainly not a god. But somewhere in between. "...Oh." He swallowed, not really having anything else he could say to that. Obediently he linked his arm with Safrin, instantly feeling more settled in a way he couldn't really place. He felt something close to the peace and serenity he'd had up in the sky with Vanya, and it showed in the tension that drained from his posture. She tugged him closer and he almost stumbled, smiling under the weight of her stare and giving a quick nod. "I didn't expect it once. It's not a gift I would waste, never. I... I can watch my daughter grow up."