there will be scrapes and sutures; viciousness and victory
"It happens." Ronin glances back over his shoulder to Amalia with a warmer smile. "I suppose it's just an excuse to make sure you socialise more, mm? Gotta get you used to it." He winks, turning back to the shopfront to make sure it's secure. "You can always babysit Mateo if you need practice. The boy could keep himself entertained with little more than a stick and some leaves. He'd enjoy the conversation, probably."
Tilting his head to hear her talk about the champions, Ronin is curious right up until she mentions Safrin's library. And he's about to tell her as much - that it's a bad idea, that it could be dangerous and so on - when even more danger comes falling into the alchemy shop. "Oh fuck--"
Crossing the room, Ronin is quick to wrestle the window shut at the same time as he kicks at the gourd nearest to Amalia. "I understand you're not keen to kill them, but I draw the line at breaking and entering!" he says, the apology lost in the spray of pumpkin guts as Ronin stamps on another one.
Tilting his head to hear her talk about the champions, Ronin is curious right up until she mentions Safrin's library. And he's about to tell her as much - that it's a bad idea, that it could be dangerous and so on - when even more danger comes falling into the alchemy shop. "Oh fuck--"
Crossing the room, Ronin is quick to wrestle the window shut at the same time as he kicks at the gourd nearest to Amalia. "I understand you're not keen to kill them, but I draw the line at breaking and entering!" he says, the apology lost in the spray of pumpkin guts as Ronin stamps on another one.
RONIN
