RONIN
"Oh, you are supposed to. I guess I am just very, very lucky. And I have some very good friends." None of which was false, but he barely knew how to talk about what had happened to him with adults, let alone with someone of Bea's age. It was easier just to handwave it, at least until he'd had time to come to terms with it himself. "You are, huh? You ought to grow up to be a fine spy, then." Ronin winked to her. "There's more to it than just being sneaky, you know. You have to be a very good listener."
His smile widened at her ideas about a dragon, and Sugar chirped up her approval from his shoulders - though luckily she didn't try to give any icy demonstrations of her own skills. "Maybe," Ronin said, nodding his encouragement. "The only way to find out is to go looking, I guess."
Turning his attention back to the basket, he seemed pleased to have gained her approval about what they had made together. "Looks like we make a pretty good team," he remarked. "You'll have to come and let me know how it goes."
His smile widened at her ideas about a dragon, and Sugar chirped up her approval from his shoulders - though luckily she didn't try to give any icy demonstrations of her own skills. "Maybe," Ronin said, nodding his encouragement. "The only way to find out is to go looking, I guess."
Turning his attention back to the basket, he seemed pleased to have gained her approval about what they had made together. "Looks like we make a pretty good team," he remarked. "You'll have to come and let me know how it goes."
