RONIN
"It does help, for sure," Ronin agrees about the leaves that now layer the bottom of the boat, and as Maeve takes her seat he flashes her a smile before proceeding to push them along. She's light and he's probably got more strength than sense most of the time, so it's relatively easy going. "Luckily I think we can expect a pretty straight line up until the end. But do tell me if I'm about to push us straight into the sea," he says with a chuckle, before his head goes down so he can concentrate more on where he's putting his feet.
And it's pretty plain sailing, honestly (except without the water) to steer the little rowboat along the boondocks and towards the riverside. Eventually they do need to turn, and it's banking lazily to the left to bring them parallel to the river. Satisfied for the time being, Ronin stops and straightens up, brushing himself off. "I think that'll do for now, until our boat dries off a bit more," he says.
And it's pretty plain sailing, honestly (except without the water) to steer the little rowboat along the boondocks and towards the riverside. Eventually they do need to turn, and it's banking lazily to the left to bring them parallel to the river. Satisfied for the time being, Ronin stops and straightens up, brushing himself off. "I think that'll do for now, until our boat dries off a bit more," he says.
soft spoken with a broken jaw
we step outside, but not to brawl
we step outside, but not to brawl
