RONIN
By the time Remi had shifted, gone to check on their daughter and returned on two legs, Ronin had managed to pick himself up from the ground, still half asleep and desperately ruffled... and rather unsettled as well. He gazed down at his hands as if he might somehow be responsible for the intruder (unbeknownst to him, he was), before he sank down slowly onto the bed and palmed at his eyes.
"I don't know," he mumbled. "...When I went to the shrine and Safrin paid me a visit, she said there might be... changes, I guess? That because of what I am and what I'm... well, what I'm not anymore, that things might happen. I never thought she meant like magic and such, though..."
Sighing shakily, he gazed up at Remi and tried on a smile. "I checked on her, I swear. I guess I just... didn't get up."
"I don't know," he mumbled. "...When I went to the shrine and Safrin paid me a visit, she said there might be... changes, I guess? That because of what I am and what I'm... well, what I'm not anymore, that things might happen. I never thought she meant like magic and such, though..."
Sighing shakily, he gazed up at Remi and tried on a smile. "I checked on her, I swear. I guess I just... didn't get up."
a star in someone else's sky
