RONIN
"You are not going to die." Ronin didn't think he had ever sounded so stern or so certain, and the voice that left his lips hardly seemed like his own, so full of conviction was it. His hand had found his friend's shoulder, giving it a reassuring squeeze, and Sugar chirped her agreement from her place around his neck. "We'll get through this Remi, together. You've done enough for me - it's an honour to start repaying the favour."
Letting Remi go, Ronin frowned up at the Temple - a place normally a source of great calm for the hunter. "What exactly are you planning to do, though?" he asked, conjuring a weak smile from somewhere. "Just in case I'm expected to play a part."
Letting Remi go, Ronin frowned up at the Temple - a place normally a source of great calm for the hunter. "What exactly are you planning to do, though?" he asked, conjuring a weak smile from somewhere. "Just in case I'm expected to play a part."
a star in someone else's sky
