follow my lead

"Well I mean, if we are going by the literal meaning of the guild then yes, I suppose that is also an important skill for you to possess. And one I'm very glad to see that you have," Ronin said with a smirk, though he was entirely genuine for the latter part of his comment. For a socialite, Ronin had many acquaintances but very few friends, especially since being dropped into this place. And he and Remi had been through a lot in Northaven, as well as Caido. He did not like the thought of losing him. "Oh, it's a standard? Even better, then! You should have no issue whatsoever in making this happen." He winked, shrugging his shoulders like that made it an easy request. (And with the sort of magic that Remi possessed, it probably was, for all of their talk). Remi gripped at his shoulder and Ronin helped as much as he was able before rising to his feet himself. Good-natured teasing aside, he'd never have suggested his friend leave or move about unless he seemed in a good enough state to do so. And besides, if Remi wanted out, he would be out, and if that was the case at least Ronin could be there to keep him in one piece. He'd even renege on being the good-looking one. Ah, the sacrifices of friendship. The alchemist's ability to dress himself for the cold with a wave of his hand was a useful one, though Ronin was smirking already at the suggestion of their subtle departure. "Incredibly so," he agreed. "Are you able to walk? I'm not taking you on an adventure if you're going to be a deadweight." Meaning, of course, that he'd carry his friend if he bloody had to. RONIN if there's one thing i'm good at, it's surviving