even my darkness shines for you
"I am made of maple," Ronin says, his grin audible even if his voice is muffled by the other man's hug. He's sticky and sweet-smelling, it's true, and he's still smiling broadly as he steps back to look over Sunjata as if he hasn't seen him in a very long time indeed. (It's only been a couple of weeks, but whatever). "Yeah," he says, "Remi moved to the Greatwood to lead it. I'm there as well now as well - it's nice, to be back in the woods." He nods. "We're back now for some demigod meeting. How are things with you?"
As for what he's been doing, he glances back to his table still laden with plates and a full cup of coffee, along with the dispersing crowd. "Pancake eating contest. I broke their record," he informs his friend, backing up so they can sit back down. "Want to join me for coffee?"
As for what he's been doing, he glances back to his table still laden with plates and a full cup of coffee, along with the dispersing crowd. "Pancake eating contest. I broke their record," he informs his friend, backing up so they can sit back down. "Want to join me for coffee?"
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