arms give away your need
"No idea," Ronin replies breezily, tapping the side of his nose and grinning, obviously grateful that the other man - whoever he is - seems content to play along. Honestly, he's not even sure what would happen if anyone found out about his jaunts around the city. Or who would stop him. That isn't something that the Star thinks about all that often, but the longer he's in Stormbreak, the more he considers how much of this world is his oyster.
Enough dark self-indulgence for now, though. Ronin smiles and reaches out to grasp the stranger's hand, giving it a warm shake in greeting. "I am indeed. What gave it away?" he wonders, still a little bemused by everyone seeming to know him by name, but trying to take it in his stride. At least this wasn't as much of a stranger as he first anticipated, and recognition shoots through his expression as Falke introduces himself.
"Nice to meet you. You work with Doctor Hart, right? She mentioned you would be in touch to peform some kind of psychological exam?" He tilts his head
Enough dark self-indulgence for now, though. Ronin smiles and reaches out to grasp the stranger's hand, giving it a warm shake in greeting. "I am indeed. What gave it away?" he wonders, still a little bemused by everyone seeming to know him by name, but trying to take it in his stride. At least this wasn't as much of a stranger as he first anticipated, and recognition shoots through his expression as Falke introduces himself.
"Nice to meet you. You work with Doctor Hart, right? She mentioned you would be in touch to peform some kind of psychological exam?" He tilts his head
tie them up and around me
and play me as you please
RONIN
