arms give away your need
"A what-snatch?" Ronin asks automatically, raising an eyebrow and glancing around, somewhat foolishly, as if the fauna might be lurking around the Kraai. Still, mention of hunters warms him further, and he doesn't try to hide the smile he directs into his mug of ale. He might be the Huntsman, but he still remembers more humble times, when monster hunting was the pinnacle of his life in Caido.
Raising the mug in a toast, he clinks it against Deimos's glass and grins. "To being more or less human," he says, draining the last of his ale and gesturing for a refill from a passing waitress. "Mm, as alright as they can be I think," he says. "I confess that Remi and I haven't done much visiting since the Cordillera. The Citadel is looking busy, though."
Raising the mug in a toast, he clinks it against Deimos's glass and grins. "To being more or less human," he says, draining the last of his ale and gesturing for a refill from a passing waitress. "Mm, as alright as they can be I think," he says. "I confess that Remi and I haven't done much visiting since the Cordillera. The Citadel is looking busy, though."
tie them up and around me
and play me as you please
RONIN
