RONIN
the darkstar
light is easy to love.
Ronin appreciates Cian's candidness, though he is careful not to look at the Eye in too much detail here and now. He's a dab hand at recognising burnout, having been through it plenty of times himself, but there simply isn't any room on his dance card today to wonder about the state of their glorious leader. So he merely listens, as Cian speaks, the Star chewing at the inside of his cheek.
"If we know where they are, I have no qualms in leading expeditions to find and recover them," he offers, not that he has the faintest idea about where to begin. He knows who might, though. "I can also speak to Safrin, to see if she might offer any assistance."
"If we know where they are, I have no qualms in leading expeditions to find and recover them," he offers, not that he has the faintest idea about where to begin. He knows who might, though. "I can also speak to Safrin, to see if she might offer any assistance."
show me your darkness.
