you are terrifying and strange and beautiful
Enjoying his own cheese and apple and offering a roguish wink to Remi in response to the was it one second? before they want to ravish each other again, Ronin hums a note of general agreement about Halo. "Yes," he mumbles. "Though I'm just assuming about the politics. From above, though, the landscape is... rugged," he says, trying to find the best way to explain it. "There's a strange forest, a beach with black sand, and greenery. Still colder than a witch's tit, though."
Offering another apple-cheese bite out to Remi and popping another into his mouth as well, Ronin gives a good natured rumble about Stormbreak while he works on rolling a bit of cheese into a slice of meat this time. "I have no idea," he confesses, and while at first he seems quite frustrated about it, the expression suddenly clears from his face like the sun breaking though stormclouds. "...And I don't actually care," he says through a soft laugh. "It isn't my problem any more."
Offering another apple-cheese bite out to Remi and popping another into his mouth as well, Ronin gives a good natured rumble about Stormbreak while he works on rolling a bit of cheese into a slice of meat this time. "I have no idea," he confesses, and while at first he seems quite frustrated about it, the expression suddenly clears from his face like the sun breaking though stormclouds. "...And I don't actually care," he says through a soft laugh. "It isn't my problem any more."
The huntsman
