I will fight the end
Ronin can't see Nikolai as he enters the bookshop. He can't see much beyond the sprawl of little, faded tunnels on the map, in fact, and they only get closer as he's barged into. "Oooop!" he stumbles back a bit - into a shelf, as it happens, and a few novels on the top shelf come raining down. A couple tumble near Nikolai, and one in particular bonks Ronin right on top of the head.
"Ouch," he hisses, lowering the map and rubbing at the bump on his head, before glancing towards the (very excitable) scholar with a wince. "Are you okay? Sorry about that," he says, unaware that Nikolai is the centre of this chaos vortex. No, Ronin merely tries to fold up his map, which responds as if he's attempting an act of violence, and completely refuses to cooperate.
"Ouch," he hisses, lowering the map and rubbing at the bump on his head, before glancing towards the (very excitable) scholar with a wince. "Are you okay? Sorry about that," he says, unaware that Nikolai is the centre of this chaos vortex. No, Ronin merely tries to fold up his map, which responds as if he's attempting an act of violence, and completely refuses to cooperate.
'til the end is here
