star guardian

RONIN if there's one thing i'm good at, it's surviving While Ronin did agree with Remi, he couldn't help but wrinkle his nose at the thought that they needed some form of ruler. Mainly because of what had just transpired, and what he had just turned down, more or less. Had he been perhaps too hasty? Who knew, at this point. All that mattered was the smiling child in his lap, anyway. "Hmm? Maybe so," he agreed with a crooked smile. "Let me know what you had in mind, and we'll see if we can get me trained up." He bounced Aoife gently on his knee, his smile growing at the news that Remi could see her. "I have something to show you," he said. "Don't be angry - it happened when you were blind. Properly blind, I mean." Carefully, Ronin settled Aoife on the carpet, where she could sit and support her own weight easily by now. Given that she had just seen Remi, it didn't take much for her to wiggle about and flop into a clumsy little crawl towards him. Ronin grinned. "Ta daa."