I will fight the end
He watches, a warmer smile trying to tug at his lips as he watches the boy sit, though he does notice as he props his leg up on the hearth. Ronin sees the cut, the blood, and he wrinkles his nose on Sunjata’s behalf. Dreams make it easy for him to reach back to find a convenient roll of bandages and a damp cloth, the Star nodding at the boy’s leg as if to ask to see it. ”That looks like it hurts,” he remarks. ”Shall we clean it up a bit?”
There’s something massive and heavy that presses against his chest at that admission, quiet and sad, that he’s never had anything of his own before, and Ronin lets out a long, slow sigh. ”Well, that changes starting now.” He gives the boy a lopsided smile. ”What’s the first thing you want for yourself?”
Then the inevitable comes - the question about his actions. ”Because someone did something terrible to you. And that was wrong,” he says quietly. ”Saving you was the right thing to do. You didn’t deserve what happened. Or anything that happened before. I promise.”
There’s something massive and heavy that presses against his chest at that admission, quiet and sad, that he’s never had anything of his own before, and Ronin lets out a long, slow sigh. ”Well, that changes starting now.” He gives the boy a lopsided smile. ”What’s the first thing you want for yourself?”
Then the inevitable comes - the question about his actions. ”Because someone did something terrible to you. And that was wrong,” he says quietly. ”Saving you was the right thing to do. You didn’t deserve what happened. Or anything that happened before. I promise.”
'til the end is here
