RONIN
the darkstar
light is easy to love.
Ronin doesn't know why that's the thing that breaks him, but to hear that it's okay to talk about Safrin, that it's not taboo or wrong, that it won't cause harm; it has silent tears tracking his cheeks. He nods, unable to speak at first, and exhales a trembling breath to try and pull himself. "Thank you," he mumbles. "For that, and for telling me everything. About Safrin, about Vi..." He frowns, then, as if the penny has suddenly dropped. "How did you know it was Vi?"
His eyes blur again, quietly forlorn to hear Remi speak so, and he shifts to sit on the floor against the wall. "I joined the Order," he mumbles, figuring it best to just get it all out now. "I was going to suggest just... starting something. Just for you, like your old guild, or your shop. It would just be yours, because I... yeah. I'm part of it now."
Does he love anyone else, though? Ronin lifts his eyes, the blue made paler by the light that splinters out of him. "Not like I love you," he mumbles. "I love Safrin. I love my daughters, and our son. I love Vanya for what she gave me, and our friends. I want them to be safe, and happy. But... no. I don't love anyone in the same way that I love you." He tilts his head. "Do you?"
His eyes blur again, quietly forlorn to hear Remi speak so, and he shifts to sit on the floor against the wall. "I joined the Order," he mumbles, figuring it best to just get it all out now. "I was going to suggest just... starting something. Just for you, like your old guild, or your shop. It would just be yours, because I... yeah. I'm part of it now."
Does he love anyone else, though? Ronin lifts his eyes, the blue made paler by the light that splinters out of him. "Not like I love you," he mumbles. "I love Safrin. I love my daughters, and our son. I love Vanya for what she gave me, and our friends. I want them to be safe, and happy. But... no. I don't love anyone in the same way that I love you." He tilts his head. "Do you?"
show me your darkness.
