when you wish

please just don't forget me Ronin heard the air of something unfinished in Safrin’s voice, but he thought better than to ask about it at present. From what she had said about the nature of his being brought back, he likely wasn’t in any fit state to help just now. It would have to wait, and in the meantime he would have to train harder than he’d ever trained before. At least he wasn’t a stranger to that. Pink dusted his cheeks as she pulled him close; Ronin might be different physically and he might have been to the stars and back, but he still didn’t feel worthy of all of this. To come back from death when so many before him had perished... why him and not them? Banishing his dark thoughts, he glanced up at what was officially now his patron, grinning at the term she used. A bringer of life? It sounded right up his street, honestly. ”Yes,” he agreed, a smile lighting up his face. ”Then I will visit again, when I am stronger. Next time I’ll bring Aoife, too.”