so listen up world, listen up world
We’ll skip over the improbable bits of narrative that bring Ronin precisely into the fields at the precise moment that the merchant shows himself. No no, we will just assume he came along with Remi (whether the alchemist was aware of it or not), and leave it at that. One would think that seeing his husband with the fox who held a torch for him would be jarring, but not so for Ronin.
The world had taught him that there was simply not enough time to worry about worrying. So the Fallen Star stood in the swaying grasses before the Wishing Wagon, arms folded across his chest, blue eyes bright as he listened to Remi’s haggling.
“If you do take up his offer, merchant, I’d like to trade the carpet for some jerky if that’s alright.”
Ronin tries to haggle the carpet that Remi might win for some jerky. No one should be surprised.
The world had taught him that there was simply not enough time to worry about worrying. So the Fallen Star stood in the swaying grasses before the Wishing Wagon, arms folded across his chest, blue eyes bright as he listened to Remi’s haggling.
“If you do take up his offer, merchant, I’d like to trade the carpet for some jerky if that’s alright.”
Ronin tries to haggle the carpet that Remi might win for some jerky. No one should be surprised.
