I shouldn't laugh, but I know I'm a failure in your eyes
Not unlike Deimos, Ronin is oblivious to any commotion that might be going on in the branches, because there are immediate problems that need solving here on the walkways. "Oh, shit," he blurts as he watches Maeve go down, but it looks as though her companion has it in hand. He gets the feeling that 'help' won't be all that helpful when it comes to dealing with slippery pathways, so instead he tries to deal with the problem itself.
"I've got it. You just worry about whether you're okay," he suggests with a soft smile her way, promptly shifting one of his arms into the fanning crimson of a phoenix's feathers, brushing it along the icy path to melt it. Phoebe, could you bring the tools over and set them down on the places I've cleared? he sends back through the bond.
"I've got it. You just worry about whether you're okay," he suggests with a soft smile her way, promptly shifting one of his arms into the fanning crimson of a phoenix's feathers, brushing it along the icy path to melt it. Phoebe, could you bring the tools over and set them down on the places I've cleared? he sends back through the bond.
RONIN
