RONIN
the dark star
"That is true, I suppose. But you should probably tell them you're going, even if they can't do a thing to stop you. Especially if you're taking the mighty dRaGoN with you," he says with a smirk, gathering Remi up closer into his arms so he might rise to his feet again, wading towards the shallower edges of the hot springs. He grins, shamelessly embracing his compliment theft, though the tentacles that suddenly press against the bottoms of his feet have him doing quite a spirited little jig in the water as he goes.
"Remi." Ronin's complaints are shrouded in laughter which fades all too soon as the conversation tilts back towards the serious, and he nods his head at the alchemist's explanation. "That's all there is to it, then," he murmurs, neither sad nor angry, merely accepting of things as they are. No baby garden for them right now. "Do you have anything to collect the water in?"
"Remi." Ronin's complaints are shrouded in laughter which fades all too soon as the conversation tilts back towards the serious, and he nods his head at the alchemist's explanation. "That's all there is to it, then," he murmurs, neither sad nor angry, merely accepting of things as they are. No baby garden for them right now. "Do you have anything to collect the water in?"
i'll get over it
i just gotta be dramatic first
i just gotta be dramatic first
