Safrin
Safrin says nothing.
Instead, she simply gazes at Ronin as if the stars in her eyes might be enough to blind him to all the things that tug his attention away from her. In the end, she simply inclines her head toward the leather placed upon the bough behind him. "You have what you came for." She points out in a mild tone, seeming both jilted and wild at the same time.
Somehow Ronin almost always seemed to come out of their encounters with precisely what he wanted—with a few notable exceptions. Whether or not that trend would continue, was yet to be seen.
~FIN
Instead, she simply gazes at Ronin as if the stars in her eyes might be enough to blind him to all the things that tug his attention away from her. In the end, she simply inclines her head toward the leather placed upon the bough behind him. "You have what you came for." She points out in a mild tone, seeming both jilted and wild at the same time.
Somehow Ronin almost always seemed to come out of their encounters with precisely what he wanted—with a few notable exceptions. Whether or not that trend would continue, was yet to be seen.
~FIN
