I swear I still believe but I don't know
"No. He isn't." Ronin is on his feet now, approaching the other man as he shrouds himself before the fire, though he's not so stupid as to reach for Sunjata again. Not physically, anyway. "He isn't weak - he has gotten up again and again, after other people would have given up. You are not fucking weak, Sunjata - that isn't the mark of a weak man. I'm sorry about what's happened - about tonight, and about all the time before it. I'm sorry I wasn't here."
Raking his hands back through his hair, he huffs out a breath. "I'm here now, though. I don't know for how long and I don't know how much help I can be, but I'm here." Will that even make a difference, at this point? Ronin doesn't know. "Jata, please."
Raking his hands back through his hair, he huffs out a breath. "I'm here now, though. I don't know for how long and I don't know how much help I can be, but I'm here." Will that even make a difference, at this point? Ronin doesn't know. "Jata, please."
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