RONIN
THE DARK STAR
Raising his eyebrows as she leans in close, only to snort at the reaction, Ronin nonetheless follows suit and sniffs at himself, only to shrug as if to say meh, it's been worse. "Luckily, the smell of myself doesn't carry through into my dreams." He grins, and without further ado (and very gladly, in fact), Ronin slips into bed. The memory foam is like nothing he has ever felt before, and he groans a note of utter contentment as he sprawls out on his stomach, obviously forgetting about all the wires.
He does, however, remember Tobi mentioning it eventually, and is kind enough to offer an arm out, as if that'll do. "Do you like it here?" he asks suddenly, his voice a bit muffled by the pillows, his body aglow with soft blue light. "In Stormbreak, I mean."
He does, however, remember Tobi mentioning it eventually, and is kind enough to offer an arm out, as if that'll do. "Do you like it here?" he asks suddenly, his voice a bit muffled by the pillows, his body aglow with soft blue light. "In Stormbreak, I mean."
now don’t you lose hope
I swear I never dream that we’re alone
I swear I still believe but I don’t know
