brand new start

RONIN if there's one thing i'm good at, it's surviving A little world of her own sounds a lot more magical than Seren makes out, and Ronin raises his eyebrows to his daughter; as if he needs to be told twice. "I would love to see it," he says. "But first, let's sort out this shell of yours..." Unlike with most, Sugar seems to be able to sense that the demigoddess is the Star's flesh and blood, and so Seren is treated with warmth and nuzzles to her outstretched hand (much to Ronin's suspicion). "Clearly you know how to bring out her good side," he says with a chuckle, dutifully releasing the shell as he feels a gentle tug against his fingers, allowing it to float up and lazily before the two of them. Sugar complies, of course, snuffling haughtily and drawing herself up to sit properly upon Ronin's shoulder, before letting out a short, sharp blast of ice that frosts the shell over completely. "There we go," he says, giving her a scritch under the chin as thanks.