I swear I still believe but I don't know
Only the sound of her voice alerted him to her presence; Ronin should have been a lot more put together than this, and a lot more aware. Regrettably, there was only so much trauma one could take, and he’d reached his quota for the next few hours. Turning, he glanced up at Wessex and offered her a smile that really wasn’t. ”Here I am,” he mumbled, straightening up and gazing down at the shrine with a good deal more fondness than the Wraith behind him.
”I suppose you have heard?” he asked, figuring her expression for one of grief (another oversight he would undoubtedly live to regret). Rubbing at tired eyes, Ronin inhaled deeply and let out the breath again. ”I’m sorry, for what it’s worth. I started my first patrol just after... I didn’t know anyone was outside.”
”I suppose you have heard?” he asked, figuring her expression for one of grief (another oversight he would undoubtedly live to regret). Rubbing at tired eyes, Ronin inhaled deeply and let out the breath again. ”I’m sorry, for what it’s worth. I started my first patrol just after... I didn’t know anyone was outside.”
the dark star
