turning into something caustic

It made sense that the other houses were still in a state of disrepair, but Ronin vowed to have at least a couple of rooms made liveable before the end of the day. He didn't want to be any more of an inconvenience to Sunjata. Still, he nodded gratefully at the offer for them to go inside for now, carrying Seren with him as they walked up to the house. The wisteria caught his eye at the girl's question, and he nodded to her. "I don't see why not. Maybe we can grow other flowers too, would you like that?" he asked, stepping through the doorway and following Haai across the room so he could put Seren down by the warmth of the hearth. He couldn't help but smirk at the sight of Sunjata removing all of the non-child friendly items, following the other man to the kitchen area to get the towels. He mouthed a thank you as he accepted them, moving back to the fire to playfully drop a towel over Seren's head. "Now you're a ghost," he said helpfully, before sitting down beside her to help dry her off. RONIN Darkness is a funny thing. It creeps up on you.