I shouldn't laugh, but I know I'm a failure in your eyes
"So I have been told," Ronin murmurs of being handsome, left wanting as he tries to lean into Safrin, though the brush of her thumb against his cheek is enough to make his mouth dry, and his hands almost try to chase hers as her fingers fall back to her side. Only the rapid change in subject prevents him, the Star and his goddess left reeling again in the light of the broiling fire in Safrin's skies.
His brows furrow to hear about Sunjata, Ronin softly shaking his head. "He will recover. He has to," he murmurs, and it's unclear whether he's talking about his friend or his place at Safrin's table. Still, well-chosen or not, her words spark the exact reaction she no doubt intends. "You only need me," he murmurs without thinking. "Your banner is only a burden when I make it one. And I will not make it a burden any longer."
He tries to step forward, though he's unsure how successful he will be, attempting to reach for her, to draw her to him.
His brows furrow to hear about Sunjata, Ronin softly shaking his head. "He will recover. He has to," he murmurs, and it's unclear whether he's talking about his friend or his place at Safrin's table. Still, well-chosen or not, her words spark the exact reaction she no doubt intends. "You only need me," he murmurs without thinking. "Your banner is only a burden when I make it one. And I will not make it a burden any longer."
He tries to step forward, though he's unsure how successful he will be, attempting to reach for her, to draw her to him.
RONIN
