the things we hold are always the first to go
Ronin nodded slowly, understanding her determination... but knowing also what it would mean for her to do it. "If it helps," he said slowly, "there's a big old hole in the middle of it now, so it's not as underground as it was." He nudged her, hoping he might cheer her up a bit. But then obviously the conversation came back to his new title, and even Ronin didn't feel like being cheerful.
He snorted as Ashe spoke; as if anyone in their right mind would want it. "It was decided," he said simply. "People thought I would do a good job, and so... I intend to do it, for as long as I'm able." Even though it was hard. Even though he found it difficult to see the light in the darkness anym ore. Even though he felt lost. He would do it.
Smiling warmly to the woman he called sister, he leant in and kissed her dark hair. "I ask that you help me. Not that you follow me. I expect nothing less from you when it comes to them, and the rest of the world. I'm just glad to have you back."
He snorted as Ashe spoke; as if anyone in their right mind would want it. "It was decided," he said simply. "People thought I would do a good job, and so... I intend to do it, for as long as I'm able." Even though it was hard. Even though he found it difficult to see the light in the darkness anym ore. Even though he felt lost. He would do it.
Smiling warmly to the woman he called sister, he leant in and kissed her dark hair. "I ask that you help me. Not that you follow me. I expect nothing less from you when it comes to them, and the rest of the world. I'm just glad to have you back."
