it's a long way home

"You've been told, huh? Told by me, by any chance?" Ronin asked, finding a shaky smile on his face despite himself, gazing down at his arm and willing it to just... stop bleeding, please. "I think I remember how. It's messy, but I can talk you through it if I have to," he said softly. Hopefully there would be no need. He felt pride for Remi that he was able to stay as calm as he was, his smile turning soft and apologetic, and he let out a trembling breath when the alchemist moved to sit with him. "Sort of," he murmured. "The blight is like a parasite. It will eventually just... take over. That's what I got from Safrin anyway. It will control me, and I'll just be... stuck." What it would do with that control was beyond him, though. RONIN Darkness is a funny thing. It creeps up on you.