ROANA
Who is that girl I see
Staring straight back at me?
Oh, Roana most certainly did not freak out. In fact, she went stock still, just gaping at him, hands resting on her hips. It was obviously taking her brain a moment to process everything he said to her, her eyes almost glazed over as he quickly rifled off everything that had happened. Or were those tears misting her eyes and not a lack of comprehension? It would be rather odd if it were the latter realistically - military folk like them had to take information in quickly and act under pressure all the time. And if recent events were a good benchmark, Roana was very adept at taking in information and acting on it almost instantaneously. Staring straight back at me?
Such was the case now.
She reached out and grabbed Ronin by the upper arm and pulled him in for a big bear hug. He might be a wimpy level 1 now, but he needed worry about being crushed. She had three sons and was well versed in the big momma bear hug that was comforting and strong without causing harm. "We can teach you to run again, a small price to have you back." she said, just the barest hint of emotion in her voice. Things had been hard without him. He had been trusted and loved and she had hung back in his shadow, focusing on her children and their adjustment. To have so suddenly been brought back to the front of political affairs had been a jolt, and he had left shoes she simply couldn't fill. People had wanted Ronin, and a Roana just didn't suffice.
Why is my reflection someone
I don't know?
I don't know?
