this is us

ronin A man unwilling to fight for what he wants deserves what he gets ”Oh, I have plenty of clever tricks, but I’m not sure that any of them will do any good just now,” Ronin muses, on his hands and knees as he peers in through the cage of driftwood to the ailing manta. ”If we’re careful and we can get some of this stuff away, maybe I can wash it out?” he suggests, shaking his head. Already his projection has circled the mound and is lifting one of the larger pieces, nodding to Remi as if to ask if he can take the other side. In the meantime, Ronin keeps himself available to catch any falling wood that might be dislodged from their messing with it, and he looks to the skies and lets out a sharp whistle, calling down Sugar for another pair of eyes on the situation.