the things we hold are always the first to go
Ronin sighed softly at the mention of the Spire, shrugging his shoulders to Ashe. "Not yet, I don't think. There's an expedition planned but it isn't anything to do with the blight. It's more to do with... I don't even know - something that was found beneath the Spire, some big snake or whatever. The whole place under there is filled with poisonous plans, though." Giving her another gentle squeeze, he let her go again.
Smiling and rubbing at his chest where she had poked it, he nodded to her. "I love you too," he said. "I'm not going to waste the chance you gave me. Too much to do, and apparently a whole fucking place to help run." Because whilst he hadn't received a fancy notice (good), the rumour mill was no doubtedly already spreading the news about his new position.
Smiling and rubbing at his chest where she had poked it, he nodded to her. "I love you too," he said. "I'm not going to waste the chance you gave me. Too much to do, and apparently a whole fucking place to help run." Because whilst he hadn't received a fancy notice (good), the rumour mill was no doubtedly already spreading the news about his new position.
