RONIN
Ronin, for once, was too preoccupied with his own stormy thoughts to recognise the telltale pensiveness in Remi, and his fingers continued to play through soft curls even as he gazed back up at the sky. At the stars. At Vanya. "It's almost certainly why," he said, his agreement sad but understanding. "She's locked in her own paradise up there, but... what is paradise when you're alone, really?" A shard of guilt buried itself deeply within him at the thought of her watching them, unable to interact.
As for how Safrin had done it? Ronin shook his head. "However she did it, I imagine it wasn't with permission or knowledge from Ludo. It seems the sort of thing you'd keep secret, right?"
As for how Safrin had done it? Ronin shook his head. "However she did it, I imagine it wasn't with permission or knowledge from Ludo. It seems the sort of thing you'd keep secret, right?"
don't close your eyes
something beautiful is still alive
something beautiful is still alive
