i will be coming back
"And you know what I am like." Ronin smiles sadly, but he accepts her remarks all the same. "My temper ran away with me. I have always been the type to let my words grow sharp for the sake of causing damage, even when they are not always true." He sighs. "I'm sorry, for how I approached things for Sunjata. And I am still jealous." And he always would be - for her to have been able to touch another in that way, to grant that sort of closeness and affection; it boils Ronin's blood, and he can't hide it.
But all of that pales in comparison to talk about their daughter, and his shoulders relax a bit as he eagerly drinks in all that Safrin has to say about her. All that she has to say about his part in her upbringing. The relief that her words bring drapes over him like a star spangled blanket, Ronin nodding with a heavy sort of understanding. "She is safer up there. Away from the war," he agrees, raking a hand through his hair. "Would you give her some of these flowers, please?"
But all of that pales in comparison to talk about their daughter, and his shoulders relax a bit as he eagerly drinks in all that Safrin has to say about her. All that she has to say about his part in her upbringing. The relief that her words bring drapes over him like a star spangled blanket, Ronin nodding with a heavy sort of understanding. "She is safer up there. Away from the war," he agrees, raking a hand through his hair. "Would you give her some of these flowers, please?"
in a phrase to cut these lips
i love you
RONIN
