I swear I never dream that we're alone
"The clinic, then," Ronin murmurs, his arm slipping around Sunjata properly so he can help to keep him on his feet. He doesn't particualrly want to be close to the Flood either, but fuck it if they aren't here now, and he supposes it's better than the threats and horrors of before. "Aleah," he repeats, not having heard of the woman but finding his feathers somewhat smoothed out to hear that Sunjata has at least put some effort into choosing a sitter for his daughter.
They are forced to brace against the wind and rain, the monsoon howling around them as they head for the clinic, and it feels as though it takes forever to get there. When they do, however, Ronin pauses and gestures to the door, like Jata might have a key or something. "I'm sorry, by the way," he says softly. "About Hotaru, and about Nate. For everything that's happened, even just now... I know how you must be feeling. And it fucking sucks."
They are forced to brace against the wind and rain, the monsoon howling around them as they head for the clinic, and it feels as though it takes forever to get there. When they do, however, Ronin pauses and gestures to the door, like Jata might have a key or something. "I'm sorry, by the way," he says softly. "About Hotaru, and about Nate. For everything that's happened, even just now... I know how you must be feeling. And it fucking sucks."
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