we shall heal our wounds, collect our dead
"Suit yourself," Ronin says in a sing-song voice, smiling to her and glancing back at her only fleetingly, given that the dragon is still monopolising much of his attention. He scoffs and pretends to stumble dramatically as he's nudged, shrugging his shoulders. "Hey, maybe I will. Once I've got my mojo back, of course," he agrees, making it sound easy (even though it's likely the most difficult thing he will ever do).
Watching curiously as she reaches the carrot through a barrier that is definitely there - though why Tobi still puts her hand through it is beyond him - Ronin is startled yet again by the disappearance of vegetable and dragon. "Oh," he says, somewhat lamely. "Well. That... yes. Alright then." Chuckling, he turns to offer his arm back to the doctor. "Shall we, then? Before we get accosted by more dragons or snowballs?"
Watching curiously as she reaches the carrot through a barrier that is definitely there - though why Tobi still puts her hand through it is beyond him - Ronin is startled yet again by the disappearance of vegetable and dragon. "Oh," he says, somewhat lamely. "Well. That... yes. Alright then." Chuckling, he turns to offer his arm back to the doctor. "Shall we, then? Before we get accosted by more dragons or snowballs?"
THE DARK STAR
and continue fighting
