a single spark

ronin A man unwilling to fight for what he wants deserves what he gets Her sweet words brought a flush of warmth to the ex-captain's cheeks, and he averted his gaze respectfully. Already he was planning how to get the things he needed for the tank and its contents, hoping that he was able to assemble it all together before the LongNight. If not... well, it would still be worth it. But he'd better stock up on candles and lanterns just in case. Ronin thought that would be all, and he glanced up with a farewell on his lips for the goddess, only to see her offering out a vial of what looked like the night sky itself. He blinked, shocked and delighted all at once, and a smile spread across his face. Happily, he accepted the gift. "I will," he promised her. "Thank you, Safrin. I am sure Vanya will be grateful for this, too."