See true, see far

"If that is the case, you ought to be the king of every suit. Never forget to care about you." He grinned to the other man. "I will happily be the joker. Though this is sounding more like a deck of those fortune telling cards that gypsies sometimes use, than a regular set." Not that Ronin had much experience with either tarot cards or gypsies, but he'd seen enough barmaids use them for tips and parlour tricks back in Northwind. Unable to look away from the glass-green stare now that he had made a point of directing Remi to gaze at him, the guildmaster considered his friend through a lens not unlike the one Safrin had created for him. But for Ronin he was seeing Remi for the first time outside the sphere of friendship, outside of obligation to others or a need to see the world right where it had gone wrong. And he surprised himself infinitely, because he saw something that he wanted. Laughing quietly, a hint of pink on his cheeks, he shrugged his shoulders. "Someone has to be. And I'll concede that point. You are taller. Barely." ronin the long and lonesome road