25 God-Becoming Tips You Must See To Believe!

RONIN if there's one thing i'm good at, it's surviving There was no doubt that his grin had become the shit-eating sort by the time Bastien came into view, and Ronin couldn't help but laugh as the other man rushed forward to embrace him. "It's good to see you as well!" he said cheerfully - the artist would be successful at lifting and spinning him, much to Ronin's laughter, and they were lucky he didn't lose his towel in the process. Not that it would have mattered much - it wasn't anything Bastien hadn't seen before, he didn't think. (Not that he could honestly remember). "A... a memorial? What f... oh, shit, yeah." The death thing. Straightening up, Ronin watched with interest as Bastien held up the paintings. His blue eyes lit up at the sight of himself rendered so beautifully, Ronin resisting the urge to strike a pose to see if it was as similar as it looked. The only thing that stopped him, in fact, was seeing the painting of Vanya. It was as though all the air had left his lungs, Ronin drawing close to peer at her, his smile equal parts sad and delighted. Feeling his eyes start to prickle, he quickly stepped back to nod gratefully to his friend. "Thank you," he said. "Thank you very much. They're beautiful."