I swear I still believe but I don't know
Ronin ought to have expected as much - he had practically returned as a different man (or at least one with a lot more to lose and to do than the one who had left). It still didn’t stop the pang of sadness at Remi’s response, the former love and joy and affection in the alchemist utterly burnt out. Sitting up, somehow breathless from whatever it was Safrin had done to take them across planes, Ronin raked a hand through his hair.
Then he sent a bolt of starlight angrily down the beach, blasting the sand to glass. (Listen Starmom, he was trying, give it time). ”I consider myself warned,” he said roughly. ”I’ll be going to the Temple, probably tomorrow.”
Then he sent a bolt of starlight angrily down the beach, blasting the sand to glass. (Listen Starmom, he was trying, give it time). ”I consider myself warned,” he said roughly. ”I’ll be going to the Temple, probably tomorrow.”
the dark star
