we live in a world someone else imagined
Glancing up as Sunjata spoke, Ronin realised with a pang of guilt that the guildmaster was just as far down this rabbit hole as he was. He let out a huff of breath and sat himself up, a sad smile on his face as he heard the other man out. "There is nothing else to do," he agreed quietly with a nod. "With respect, I think I am already trying your shitty way of dealing with things. I was threatened with worse than death for defying Safrin again. The Temple was my first strike." He laughed; a gruff and humourless sound.
But what Jata had said did help, and Ronin rubbed at his tired eyes. "Think of other people," he repeated, slowly and quietly. "I suppose I should arrange for Remi to come up here, in that case." Getting to his feet, he nodded solemnly to Sunjata. "Want to walk down to the beach with me?"
But what Jata had said did help, and Ronin rubbed at his tired eyes. "Think of other people," he repeated, slowly and quietly. "I suppose I should arrange for Remi to come up here, in that case." Getting to his feet, he nodded solemnly to Sunjata. "Want to walk down to the beach with me?"
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