even my darkness shines for you
"A few scars never hurt anyone," Ronin objects with a grin, though they both know Sunjata is referring to those scars left by a certain Ascended. And yes, Stormbreak might take a little bit of an issue with some of those. "We can just make up a grand story about you fighting an army of Ascended, and you got those scars in the battle?" He bounces his eyebrows and takes another drink of coffee, before setting the mug down and stretching back comfortably in his chair.
"Mm, I suppose that's true, though. Are you calling the people here short, though?" he wants to know with a bark of laughter, not expecting Stormbreak to take that too well either. But Sunjata (wisely?) changes the subject towards something much chillier, much more adventurous. "Oh?" He tilts his head. "Whitebrim, huh? Halo is in quite a bit of turmoil lately. Wouldn't want you to get a matching scar on your other cheek, so I guess I'm in. Just let me know when."
"Mm, I suppose that's true, though. Are you calling the people here short, though?" he wants to know with a bark of laughter, not expecting Stormbreak to take that too well either. But Sunjata (wisely?) changes the subject towards something much chillier, much more adventurous. "Oh?" He tilts his head. "Whitebrim, huh? Halo is in quite a bit of turmoil lately. Wouldn't want you to get a matching scar on your other cheek, so I guess I'm in. Just let me know when."
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