even my darkness shines for you
"I think my soldiers would take one look at Mateo and decide that it wasn't worth finding out," Ronin says, tittering to himself. With both of their glasses refilled with an ever so generous amount of wine, the Huntsman slurps at his drink so he can safely lift it up to his lips without spilling. "And if it were a doghouse that would be one thing, but we don't even have one of those. I have to go sleep in my office."
He winces at her explanation, because he's trying to figure that out as well, and to avoid the inevitable I dunno, Tobi, Ronin takes yet another drink. It feels like a very smart idea. As for his worst? "Well," he slurs says. "when I was a silly teenage recruit, I ended up betting all my belongings - clothes included - away at a tavern, and I was too drunk when I got back to the barracks and accidentally peed in a closet. My closet. It was not good."
He winces at her explanation, because he's trying to figure that out as well, and to avoid the inevitable I dunno, Tobi, Ronin takes yet another drink. It feels like a very smart idea. As for his worst? "Well," he slurs says. "when I was a silly teenage recruit, I ended up betting all my belongings - clothes included - away at a tavern, and I was too drunk when I got back to the barracks and accidentally peed in a closet. My closet. It was not good."
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