endless numbered days

A truce? A truce? There was no truce in war! But then again Ronin was a little chilly, and he was curious about what Remi had to say about being bad luck, so he nodded to the alchemist. "Alright, then. And with any luck that little adventure with you as a raccoon will have tired her out, and she'll still be sleeping." For once Remi might be surprised that Ronin didn't pull any tricks as he hauled himself to his feet, brushing off snow that eagerly went back to join the rest. "Well," he said, "it was short and sweet, but I hope you enjoyed our date. I'll treat you good back at the guildhall. A warm fire and drinks and everything. Tipping him a wink, he began to lead the way back home. RONIN I know this whole damn city thinks it needs you but not as much as I do