we shall heal our wounds, collect our dead
Oblivious that one of those joining him is not as they seem, and raising his glass in a toast to Raza as she leaves, Ronin brings his attention fully to the potential new recruits. "That's me," he confirms to Cameron, while Sugar - drawn by the new newcomer, raises her head and stretches along the length of the Star's shoulders, before nosing out her slender neck to investigate the other two men properly.
Grinning toLocke, Ronin can only shrug his shoulders. "Torchline is a paradise for a lot of people," he points out. "It was for me, for a while. As for bar brawls, I didn't used to be a very 'good' soldier," he confesses. "Lawless scraps on the street were just as good an excuse to fight as any. Either way, I can teach you to be a properly trained soldier, if that's what you want. And you can still scrap, if that's what you're into." He chuckles.
Grinning to
THE DARK STAR
and continue fighting