[Training] addicted to pain

ronin A man unwilling to fight for what he wants deserves what he gets "I may hold you to that. We'll see how it goes." Ronin laughed quietly; honestly, the thought of Aoife growing any more just now was a little sad for him. He'd experienced precious little of her life so far, and here she was getting older and bigger every day. If he could press a button and stop time for a bit, he might have just done so. He cast a sidelong look at Roana as if in apology for their pacing, hoping that he would be able to build up to the sort of speed they were both used to in the coming weeks. For now though, it would just have to do. Ronin snorted as she spoke, shaking his head. "We'll just have to change that, won't we? Can't have people thinking you're the enemy. You're helping me out well enough, and I know you'd not do anything that wasn't in the people's best interests." And it was likely those interests that led to her next question, Ronin frowning gently as he considered it. "I don't think she would be against it. Not at all," he said. "She mentioned my needing to be stronger before helping her with 'her work'. Maybe that would form part of it. I could certainly ask, either way." As for the Hawthornes and the Launceleyns, Ronin hoped his blank and optimistic smile was enough to convey his answer: absolutely nothing.