R O N I N
"I did not burst anyhere," Ronin objected with a good-natured squeeze to Remi's shoulder. How could he ever think magic to be anything but incredible? And for a shapechanger to be blessed with it too - hells, Ronin couldn't describe his pride he felt for his friend. His hand fell away as the other man continued and their conversation turned to the night Ronin had found him as a lion about to maul an innocent corgi-boy.
"A... deity?" he repeated; for all of his education, the word was as difficult on his tongue as on Remi's. "Wait, do you mean like Vanya's Ocean?" His lady worshipped the water in the sense that she respected and revered it as a motherly presence. But he didn't recall the waves ever bringing her magic. Still, this was a new world, and anything was possible now.
"An Abandoned?" He frowned, watching the coin spin with interest. "I've never heard the term, but... I think Loren is looking into the Anatheum and all the books there. Maybe there's a text on this sort of thing..."
