I will fight the end
Ronin's eyes narrowed towards the little cat as it prowled forth to spy on the shiny jewel in the water. His look was clear - steal my wish and feel my wrath, cat. But then Delphia was speaking again; platitudes he neither needed nor wanted to hear. But he supposed it was in her nature, as a daughter of death, and he ought to be soothed, or something, to hear it.
"Thanks," he said flatly, ruffling a hand through his hair and rising to his feet. Overhead a pale figure soared; Sugar had been drawn by the appearance of the newcomer. Both of them. "I appreciate you seeking me out, but I don't think you can help me. Or that it's your job. Especially given that we... you know. Just met."
"Thanks," he said flatly, ruffling a hand through his hair and rising to his feet. Overhead a pale figure soared; Sugar had been drawn by the appearance of the newcomer. Both of them. "I appreciate you seeking me out, but I don't think you can help me. Or that it's your job. Especially given that we... you know. Just met."
'til the end is here
