Wasn't Expecting That

ronin A man unwilling to fight for what he wants deserves what he gets "I make her laugh and I'm good in bed," Ronin quipped easily, his smirk lopsided and his tone confident; he sank back in his chair to bask in the warmth and enjoy the tiny creature napping on his leg (it was possible the hatchling was even snoring but he didn't give that too much thought). As Remi spoke of the LongNight and the possibility that it was all a prank or a joke, he could only shrug his shoulders. "By the sound of it even the Naturals of this place only know what will and won't cause issues when it gets dark. Perhaps the person who pinned the note only did so out of rushed obligation? Who knows. I've seen many of the natives here making the same preparations, and surely if they really wanted to toy with us they would just leave us to the whims of the season." Ronin wrinkled his nose - second guessing this when he'd already thrown himself into it was unpleasant. Still, he tipped the other man a wink at his obvious implications. "To rub her feet and her shoulders and to spoil her rotten, of course," he said easily.