RONIN
Suddenly things feel awkward, and it’s not a feeling he can ever recall having around Amalia before. Ronin lets his hand drop away and rubs at the back of his neck instead, his dark hair still dripping from the shower. No stranger to blushing that isn’t necessarily because of embarrassment, he still keeps the smile on his face; gratitude for her sacrifice transcends whatever might be going on here. ”I’d not believe you if you said you hadn’t thought about it,” he admits, but he’s warmed to realise that she chose this anyway.
”You know we’d do anything for you as well.” Ronin is already starting to pulse with starlight, giving away his emotions on the matter. ”Listen, I know I joked but... do you want to stay, for a bit? I know he’d want to see you too, especially given what you’ve done. I just need a sec to get...” He gestures to himself, and the painful lack of clothing.
”You know we’d do anything for you as well.” Ronin is already starting to pulse with starlight, giving away his emotions on the matter. ”Listen, I know I joked but... do you want to stay, for a bit? I know he’d want to see you too, especially given what you’ve done. I just need a sec to get...” He gestures to himself, and the painful lack of clothing.
one more wish for you
