and on to the glory at my right hand
"It isn't really the sort of thing that comes up in polite conversation," Ronin says with a small smile, as if to assure her that it didn't matter. "I knew as soon as it had happened. As soon as Remi knew." It wasn't like they tiptoed around each other, like they kept secrets. "I just wasn't expecting it to land on my doorstep when the time came." Which is why Halo is a balm on wounds that have only just begun to heal. A little distance, a little time.
As for the shift, Ronin's smile turns sharper and he shakes his head to his daughter. "It's dangerous," he murmurs. "A dragon. I can't control it yet - I don't intend to use it, or give it the chance to get its claws in someone." Watching as she draws up her hood, Ronin gestures down a street that has been cleared of snow, the cobbles shining in the morning light. "Shall we get some hot cocoa?" he suggests. "There's a greenhouse here now, so more and more has been able to grow."
But the conversation turns, then, and Ronin furrows his brow. "I can't say I ever... no. I don't know."
As for the shift, Ronin's smile turns sharper and he shakes his head to his daughter. "It's dangerous," he murmurs. "A dragon. I can't control it yet - I don't intend to use it, or give it the chance to get its claws in someone." Watching as she draws up her hood, Ronin gestures down a street that has been cleared of snow, the cobbles shining in the morning light. "Shall we get some hot cocoa?" he suggests. "There's a greenhouse here now, so more and more has been able to grow."
But the conversation turns, then, and Ronin furrows his brow. "I can't say I ever... no. I don't know."
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