I swear I still believe but I don't know
"And that's okay as well," Ronin says simply, the words mumbled into Sunjata's hair where he's come to let his head slouch onto his shoulder. He's happy to sit with him like this for as long as it takes, until he falls into a second, dreamless sleep or until they are pulled naturally into wakefulness. And when Jata confesses that he doesn't know where his father is, Ronin simply give him a gentle squeeze. "Then we'll find him," he says, like it's as easy as that.
Where most would expect horror or at least questions in the face of the Flood's conviction, Ronin merely sits and allows the words to sink in a bit. "Do you need help?" he asks. Help in general; help with the killing; however it goes down, Ronin doesn't mind. "I killed someone once... it was way back in the Hollowed Grounds. They had taken Aoife. I killed him with my bare hands." The confession about Skyler comes out not with a bang, but with a whimper.
Where most would expect horror or at least questions in the face of the Flood's conviction, Ronin merely sits and allows the words to sink in a bit. "Do you need help?" he asks. Help in general; help with the killing; however it goes down, Ronin doesn't mind. "I killed someone once... it was way back in the Hollowed Grounds. They had taken Aoife. I killed him with my bare hands." The confession about Skyler comes out not with a bang, but with a whimper.
the dark star
