RONIN
the darkstar
light is easy to love.
Furrowing his brow - because Ronin also hopes he doesn't hold it against the herald, but he also knows there's darkness in him too - the Huntsman nods his understanding. "Thank you," he says, whatever the cost of this shard of light within Remi's soul, because no matter what he has to do for it, he'll be grateful and it will be worth it. "Thank you so much."
And so, bracing for the worst (he's been on Safrin's good and bad side, and even he knows that's not the worst that could happen), Ronin is chewing on the inside of his cheek when the blow finally does come down, and... well, to be frank, he nearly drops the tea in his surprise. "I must... I..." He gazes into his cup - it's almost empty already.
"I have to..." The smile that blooms across his face is boyish and delighted and he can't even try to hide it. "I think I can manage that," he says, the words clouded by laughter, even as he lifts his teacup back to his lips to drink the rest of it. "It is very good," he adds. "Compliments to the... er, you."
And so, bracing for the worst (he's been on Safrin's good and bad side, and even he knows that's not the worst that could happen), Ronin is chewing on the inside of his cheek when the blow finally does come down, and... well, to be frank, he nearly drops the tea in his surprise. "I must... I..." He gazes into his cup - it's almost empty already.
"I have to..." The smile that blooms across his face is boyish and delighted and he can't even try to hide it. "I think I can manage that," he says, the words clouded by laughter, even as he lifts his teacup back to his lips to drink the rest of it. "It is very good," he adds. "Compliments to the... er, you."
show me your darkness.
