RONIN
It might not be booze but Ronin is nonetheless appreciative of the water, and as Maeve speaks and takes more of a rest, the Star is already on his feet to stretch and look around. "Yes, I suppose you're right," he says softly, clambering out of the boat so he can circle it slowly and check it for any obvious leaks or other rot or damage. "I'll find something to patch the bottom of the boat, if you can find some branches or something that we can improvise for oars?"
She doesn't even have to break the branches - just pointing them out will be useful enough for Ronin, and once his perimeter of the boat is complete, he stretches and glances around just one last time, in case Torchline leaps out at them at random. "Count yourself lucky that you don't keep up with it. Torchline is a rumour mill at the best of times, and things have certainly gotten out of hand where the Governor is concerned."
She doesn't even have to break the branches - just pointing them out will be useful enough for Ronin, and once his perimeter of the boat is complete, he stretches and glances around just one last time, in case Torchline leaps out at them at random. "Count yourself lucky that you don't keep up with it. Torchline is a rumour mill at the best of times, and things have certainly gotten out of hand where the Governor is concerned."
soft spoken with a broken jaw
we step outside, but not to brawl
we step outside, but not to brawl
