the baffled king composing hallelujah
"The real victory is when he isn't proud of you any more, and it just becomes expected," Ronin says with a knowing little smile. While what he says might be true, it would be a lie to say that he still doesn't feel a bubble of pride swell in his chest when he and Remi succeed at being better than, thus proving that he's still on his way to that victory.
He's glancing around as well when he catches Sunjata's tilt of his head, Ronin chewing on the inside of his cheek and pointing in a random direction. Because that can't set them on the wrong path, right? Right. "So how are you finding fatherhood? I know you've told me a little bit about it, but I always got the impression that you weren't really looking for it...?"
As it so happens, the direction Ronin has chosen has led them back out of the maze, through its entrance... somehow. And the confusion on the Huntsman's face is enough to say it all, Ronin turning to peer up at the mirror-hedge-maze. "Oh," he says, eloquent as always.
He's glancing around as well when he catches Sunjata's tilt of his head, Ronin chewing on the inside of his cheek and pointing in a random direction. Because that can't set them on the wrong path, right? Right. "So how are you finding fatherhood? I know you've told me a little bit about it, but I always got the impression that you weren't really looking for it...?"
As it so happens, the direction Ronin has chosen has led them back out of the maze, through its entrance... somehow. And the confusion on the Huntsman's face is enough to say it all, Ronin turning to peer up at the mirror-hedge-maze. "Oh," he says, eloquent as always.
