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RONIN if there's one thing i'm good at, it's surviving Ronin goes willingly, of course, his hand clasped around his daughter's, his steps sure and confident and trusting of whatever powers Seren had come into in his absence. And when they step through the veil and he sees it, he finds his breath catching in his throat. With wide blue eyes Ronin looks around his feet shifting in silken sands, his fingers threatening to try and reach up for the stars that seem so close. "It's wonderful," he whispers, clearly distracted as he turns to watch the not-water. "In fact, I would swear I had been here before. In a place like this, but larger..." His own island, when he had been a star in the sky with Vanya. Sailing in a sea of stars under a twilit cosmos. Unable to wipe the smile from his face, his arm slips around Seren in a hug. "So this is your own little space...?"