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ronin A man unwilling to fight for what he wants deserves what he gets ”Hmm? It heals, I think. Not so good for moving things out of the way, but when we see the manta, if it’s hurt then it might do something for it,” Ronin explains, glancing over to his husband and settling back on his knees, an arm extended for Sugar to land upon it. The pale dragon croons to him, and Ronin nods into the cage of driftwood. She hops down, wriggling around branches and other debris to get a better look. Ronin winces as she chirps out to them, rising back to his feet and moving to join his husband in his efforts. ”Looks like one of the bits of wood has it pinned. This will be slow going, I guess, but... at least it can’t squirm about and make things worse.” Reaching out, he grabs more driftwood and starts to disentangle it. Smirking to Remi, he gives him a gentle nudge at the sounds of reassurance to the manta. ”You should have been a vet or something.”