till you get to the Bottomland

BASTIEN

'Cause you've got a mind that is so hell bent on
Fixing me up before I get my coat off

"Mmm." It was important; dearly so. Ronin had been someone he'd met early into his days on Caido, a friend he'd spoken to at some of the lowest points of both their lives. He thought they had a connection - yet Ronin had chosen to side with those that would see him dead. It made no sense and yet the sickly dread in his chest told him it was possible. He knew how these things went, and friends turning on friends was not out of the norm.

The words to Henry went mostly over his head as he tried to cook up the right words to write already, hoping beyond reality he might be able to change Ronin's mind. When Wessex asked if there was anything else he looked up, blinked a couple of times, then shook his head. "Not at the moment. I...just hope we can try to mend the world in the next seasons. I am worried so much has gone wrong while we were unawares."

You with those hands that are so hell bent on
Making a mess to suggest you'd think something